Chen Li sheathed the Evil-Slaying Sword, only to feel refreshed and clear-headed.
He then used a Cleaning Skill on himself to remove the remaining odor of medicine from his body.
With that, he walked towards the back house with his hands clasped behind his back, leisurely and gracefully.
Over the past two years, as Chen Li intentionally reduced the damage to the courtyard and, with the efforts of his wives and servants who tidied up bit by bit, planting flowers and grasses, the courtyard had become much more elegant. Everywhere one looked, spiritual energy rose, ancient trees formed canopies, and exotic flowers competed in splendor, all amidst a chorus of birdsong and floral fragrance.
"It even has a bit of the atmosphere of a celestial abode now," he mused.
Chen Li walked slowly, in a cheerful mood.
He soon encountered Zhang Shuniang, who stopped in her tracks, surprised, and said, "Eh, my lord, how has your complexion turned back?"
