After James had left, Luther approached and stood beside Cynthia. He opened his mouth and reminded her. “Miss, there are plenty of women around James. I hope you don’t get involved in his love life.”

Cynthia side-eyed Luther and sneered. “Your imagination’s run amok. That won’t happen.”

“But you’re going to practice the Dual Cultivation method with him…”

“Alright, that’s enough out of you. Quit nagging. Go back to the North if you’ve got nothing better to do.” Cynthia looked at him with a displeased expression.

Luther wisely snapped his mouth shut.

James had not slept in the past few days. He was bound to feel physically and mentally exhausted even if he had the stamina that comes with being a martial artist. He collapsed into the sweet embrace of his bed as soon as he reached his room.

Meanwhile, in a particular courtyard within the Capital…

The courtyard had the feel of a historical relic that was hundred of years old. It was built mainly with wood and was painted red. From af