The token in his hand cleared the way, granting him unimpeded access to Qiu Qing's temporary residence. After the disciples at the gate verified its authenticity, he was led to the study in the rear courtyard of the two-section compound.
As Zhao Xuanqi approached the study, he cupped his hands and said softly, "Disciple Zhao Xing, requesting to see the Elder!"
"Come in."
Qiu Qing's gentle yet impassive voice rang out. Zhao Xuanqi pushed open the study doors, stepped over the high threshold, and walked into the room.
The study's decor was simple. In the center was a red desk, upon which sat a thick stack of documents. Qiu Qing was seated behind it, flipping through a file in his hands.
Beside him, a woman stood in attendance, brewing tea.
