'It seems like those people still have some conscience…'
Lu Zhou walked down the steps with hands on his back before he made his way to the southern pavilion as Zhao Yue followed behind him.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng who were waiting respectfully outside of the eastern pavilion joined them in their journey to the southern pavilion as well.
Lu Zhou looked at Golden Court Mountain after being away for so long. The trees that surrounded the four great halls were lush. They had grown so tall that they were almost touching the barrier. Their leaves were rustled by the air from the mountain and the river, creating a calming noise
When Lu Zhou finally arrived at the southern pavilion, he saw Shen Xi and Li Xiaomo who had already packed their things.
