Early the next morning, Wang Junze stepped out of his room at the inn and went to the courtyard to practice his sword skills.
In reality, given Wang Junze’s current realm, this basic sword practice rendered very little effect, almost negligible, yet he still rose early because it was a routine he had maintained ever since he first arrived at the inn.
Today was the day Su Yuwei was leaving; in the future, it would be rare, if ever, to have the opportunity to practice swordplay beneath Su Yuwei’s window again.
The sky had yet to brighten, displaying only a hint of dawn.
Su Yuwei had in fact woken up early, silently standing by the window from the moment Wang Junze began practicing.
The window was opened just a crack, imperceptible from the outside, yet through this small opening, Su Yuwei could clearly see Wang Junze’s every move.
Wang Junze practiced continuously for more than an hour, and Su Yuwei silently watched at the window for just as long.
No words were spoken, yet it seemed to surpass a thousand words.
The sky eventually brightened.
Su Yuwei stepped out of her room, walking into the courtyard with a calm expression. She undoubtedly saw Wang Junze but still remained silent, as if she hadn’t seen him at all.
At first, Su Yuwei intended to walk straight out of the inn, but for some reason, she eventually stopped. Although she did not turn around, she knew Wang Junze was watching her.
"Brother Lu... watching this breaks my heart!"
On the other side, Wang Xin and Lu Qing had also quietly entered the courtyard. Watching from a distance, neither had the heart to interrupt this silent farewell.
"It’s only three years; didn’t we agree to trust him this once?"
If not for last night’s conversation, Lu Qing’s heart would have felt sour, yet now, he harbored a bit more hope.
After waiting a moment longer, Lu Qing gritted his teeth, finally stepping forward slowly to approach Su Yuwei, speaking in a deep voice, "Miss, the carriage is ready. We should depart now."
After a brief silence, Su Yuwei softly agreed.
Even as she spoke, she began to walk slowly toward the inn’s exit.
The carriage was already waiting at the entrance, and Lu Qing was the first to step forward, lifting the curtain for Su Yuwei.
As Su Yuwei was about to board the carriage, Wang Junze’s voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
"Su Yuwei, we will definitely meet again."
Her steps faltered slightly, but Su Yuwei did not turn back, merely boarded the carriage in silence.
The carriage wheels emitted a piercing sound as it slowly drove toward the city outskirts, moving farther away.
Inside the carriage, Su Yuwei’s fingers dug fiercely into her palm, even drawing a trace of blood.
This was the first time Wang Junze called her by name, yet she couldn’t give even the slightest response.
By noon, Luo Qingxuan had reserved the entire Moon Viewing Tower, gathering the representatives of various sects and families that had participated in the battle for the relics.
Unlike Wang Junze, who seemed somewhat silent due to Su Yuwei’s departure, the Moon Viewing Tower was bustling and lively at this moment.
After all, everyone knew that today’s gathering was to distribute the credit, followed by the division of the relic’s resources.
Unless Wang Junze went back on his word, each family was set to receive a significant portion of the benefits, which naturally thrilled them.
When Luo Qingxuan saw Wang Junze, it seemed he had already composed himself, at least on the surface, revealing no signs of his true emotions.
This left Luo Qingxuan in silence.
She did not know the details of last night’s conversation between Wang Junze and Lu Qing, but she did hear Su Yuwei express her heartfelt feelings. Even if she hadn’t liked Su Yuwei much before, her heart couldn’t help but feel a little pity now.
Alas... it was destined to have no outcome!
Luo Qingxuan didn’t want Wang Junze to get mired in these emotions, so with a smile, she approached saying, "Junior brother, you’ve come at the right time. We were just talking about you. Our sect’s disciples have almost finished tallying the relic’s resources over the past few days. The harvest is substantial, just waiting for you to announce."
Wang Junze was naturally not surprised by this.
The Profound Moon Sword Sect’s tallying didn’t just start; when Wang Junze and the others returned to the Sect with Luo Qingxuan earlier, disciples from the Profound Moon Sword Sect were already dispatched to the relic.
With most restrictions dismantled, the dangers within the relic significantly diminished. It merely required some time, and naturally, it wouldn’t be too difficult.
"Young Master Wang, everyone is waiting for you!"
"Congratulations, Young Master Wang!"
"Yes, yes! Today, we must drink together until we’re drunk!"
In an instant, the crowd joined in with laughter.
Those people were unaware of the matters between Wang Junze and Su Yuwei.
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In their eyes, although Su Yuwei had left, Wang Junze’s entry into the Profound Moon Sword Sect, becoming even the Sect Leader Zhenren’s personal disciple, was practically a carp leaping over the dragon gate!
"Drink, we must have a good drink!"
Raising his head, Wang Junze wore a smile, loudly proclaiming, "No one is allowed to leave early today, we must drink to our fill!"
"Absolutely, we must celebrate properly!"
The crowd was chaotic yet full of joy.
After all, even though Wang Junze had yet to speak about resource distribution, his tone made it clear he had no intention of reneging.
Indeed, the next moment, Wang Junze announced, "Don’t worry, everyone. The promises I made earlier will be kept! This time, half of the resources obtained from the relic will be handed over to the sect, and the remaining half, I will distribute entirely to everyone!"
"Young Master Wang is so generous!"
"Thank you, Young Master Wang!"
"Hahaha, I said it, following Young Master Wang is definitely beneficial!"
The disciples of the Profound Moon Sword Sect wanted to remind Wang Junze of the actual resources gained from the relic, but now Wang Junze didn’t care about these things at all.
"These trifles, we’ll discuss them later. Come, let’s drink first!"
He waved them off, dismissing the disciples of the Profound Moon Sword Sect. Wang Junze picked up a wine jug, raised his head, and poured the wine into his throat in one go!
The fiery liquor coursed down like a blade through his throat and into his stomach. Wang Junze felt as though a fire burned fiercely in his chest, scorching, intense!
Yet he relished this sensation!
It is said that a drunken state can alleviate a thousand sorrows. Wang Junze had never felt this way before, but now he genuinely wished to become intoxicated.
Moreover, he couldn’t let anyone perceive the emotions in his heart, so at this moment, not only drinking was essential, but also laughing uproariously, jesting, and bantering!
In mere moments, Wang Junze was carousing with the crowd.
However, witnessing this scene, Luo Qingxuan felt an indescribable complexity in her heart.
Well, let him drink to his fill.