Scenic Elegance Residence.

Han Yang sat at the table, calmly sampling the various dishes as though nothing had happened the previous night. Steward Liu, dark circles under his eyes, hovered nearby and attended to him with utmost care. He had spent the entire night in dread, fearing that the Enforcement Hall would suddenly arrive and drag both of them away. Yet even now, no one from the Enforcement Hall had appeared.

A shrewd old man, Steward Liu gradually sensed Han Yang’s formidable background and grew ever more deferential. The dishes he served were now top-grade medicinal meals brimming with spiritual energy—fare that even direct disciples and the Great Elders rarely enjoyed.

“Hahaha… Brother Han, I’ve come uninvited. I hope I’m not disturbing you.”