The music had ended, and everyone had dispersed; Hou Niao was also preparing to set off, for there was nothing in Jin City to which he held any attachment.
Friends he had made at the recent conference in the Southwest had mostly departed. Even Rao Zongzhi left with several disciples from Yujing; and after a night of heavy drinking with him just yesterday, Luo Linwang had also drifted away, leaving Hou Niao utterly alone in Jin City.
He did not go to see Li, the Capital Commandant, again, for he could tell that this respected figure did not fancy such superficial efforts. As he had put it, if one has the ability to ascend to the Tongxuan Realm, one will naturally cross paths frequently. And if not, then what was there to see?
To meet was to part with distaste.
