After finishing their meal, the two headed to Zhuge Lin's office to have some tea.
Despite the piles of documents and scrolls stacked like mountains, they sat facing each other across the desk.
Yuho brought over the tea—jujube tea, which carried the lingering scent of autumn that had already passed.
"What did you want to talk about? Since you didn’t mention it during our meal, it must be something important," Zhuge Lin said.
Jin Cheonhui nodded in response.
"I’m planning to venture into the martial world."
At those words, his master’s expression froze for a brief moment before softening into a gentle smile.
"I see. The martial world... For someone of your achievements, it’s actually a bit late. But I assume this time, it’s not just to search for the Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, is it?"
Zhuge Lin’s eyes narrowed slightly as he finished his thought.
"Is it because of the five spirit beasts and the seven rare herbs we discussed before?"
Jin Cheonhui was slightly taken aback.
In the past, when he had explained how he knew the location of the Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, he had also mentioned this.
"How did you know it was there?" he had said.
"Actually, I know of at least five spirit beasts and the locations of seven rare herbs."
Of course, Zhuge Lin hadn’t forgotten that conversation.