Chen Kuang habitually sits on the roof playing the zither.
—This has been a habit he developed over the past six years, conveniently allowing him to constantly observe the sky he once split open with a strike.
After finishing a piece, he lowers his head, but doesn't see the Daoist Nun who used to often drop by over the past year.
In fact, ever since Lv Zhexiong went out last time, she hasn't come to see Chen Kuang for seven days, nor has she left the temple; it seems she's in seclusion.
Chen Kuang doesn't think so, as her previous trip out was precisely to buy a gift.
Now, the gift hasn't been delivered here, how could she suddenly go into seclusion?
Although Lv Zhexiong thought she was talking to herself in the temple before, in reality, the range of hundreds of miles around was all sensed by Chen Kuang's Divine Sense.
In other words, every time Lv Zhexiong responded with her flute, he could hear it.
