After winding through a few alleys, Ye Wushuang arrived at a secluded courtyard. This was the home of Gao Yang and his father, a modest property passed down from their ancestors.
"It's a bit humble, I'm truly sorry, Young Master."
Gao Fu felt extremely apologetic. In his eyes, someone of Ye Wushuang's noble status could afford a luxurious inn with a single Elixir. It was a tremendous honor to host Ye Wushuang, and he dared not show the slightest neglect.
"It may be secluded, but it's quiet. It's quite nice." Ye Wushuang glanced around. The courtyard was tidy and rather peaceful.
"I'm glad you like it, Young Master!" Gao Fu was overjoyed to see that Ye Wushuang wasn't displeased. He said to Gao Yang, "Gao Yang, go tidy up the room. Make sure it's spotless."
Gao Yang hurried into the room to clean up.
And so, Ye Wushuang settled in. He was greatly looking forward to exploring this world of Exotic Fire.
