The next day, the sky just brightened.
Zhou Dao took a horse carriage toward the Imperial Palace.
After all, he was the Venerable Primordial King, the Teacher of the Thirteenth Prince, and since he had been absent from the capital for such a long time, now that he had returned, he needed to inform those above him.
"Master, the Palace looks magnificent," said Lin Xiaoxiao as she sat in the carriage, her eyes sparkling with wonder at the grand palaces outside the window.
Even though she was a disciple of the Primordial King, this was her first time entering the Palace, and her heart was filled with curiosity, especially considering she was only sixteen years old this year.
In the ordinary world, she would merely have been a young girl not yet of marriageable age.
"During my absence from the capital, have you been cultivating diligently?" Zhou Dao asked casually.
"Of course, Master arranged for Master Ritual to teach me; how dare I slack off?"
