Wen Jiu earnestly explained, "But now, our fellows at the market, both sect members and Loose Cultivators, are in dire straits. If I go for practice and hold you, Elder Feng, back, wouldn't I indirectly harm our comrades?"
"Alright then."
Feng Xuan said no more.
But he didn't believe these words.
Because he knew Wen Jiu was an Ascetic who liked to meditate in isolation.
When he was appointed as the new Inspector of the Inspection Hall, he didn't go there for a whole month, focusing solely on secluded cultivation.
"Mountain Mist Peak, Celestial Unity Peak, Feixian Peak, you three Peak Masters, bring your people and follow me to support the market immediately." Feng Xuan ordered without any hesitation as the Flying Ship slowly ascended.
