She personally poured a cup of fine wine for the other party and said to Taoist Priest Qingyun, "Taoist Priest, if I may ask, when will you be returning after this visit?"
"I quite like this place, so I plan to retreat, gather some spiritual energy, and return, probably in about a decade. Please keep the wine I've ordered for me, and I'll drink it when I come back."
Qingyun wasn't lying; he really did like this place quite a bit.
Usually, his retreats would last at least several decades at a time, but for this place, he decided to cut it down a bit, ten years would be enough.
"Hiss..." The unlucky one sucked in a breath of cold air.
That's not a retreat!
It's more like going into a coffin!
In ten years, my school will be long gone; how could I possibly wait for you for so long?
And you want me to save your wine? Keeping ruins here would already count as me doing a good job managing.
