'Hold it in. Don't get angry.' Lu Zhou took a deep breath and felt much calmer. Perhaps, it had been some time since he had transmigrated here. In the beginning, he had to assume Ji Tiandao's identity and act like him to protect himself. However, as time went by, he discovered he was being affected by Ji Tiandao's memory.
He looked at the prices on the menu. There was nothing he could afford to buy at the moment, hence, he resumed meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
...
Next morning.
Lu Zhou went out of the eastern pavilion, as he always did, to move his body.
"Master, master, master…" Little Yuan'er called out as she ran over.
Lu Zhou scowled slightly and said, "Do you think that I have a hearing problem?"
"Uh… I'd never..." Little Yuan'er lowered her head obediently.
"What is it?" Lu Zhou inquired. He placed his hands on his back, and his expression was blank as always.
