Sun Yuanjie returned to his room in a state of utter confusion.

As night fell, Sun Yuanjie tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

"What exactly does Xiao Feng mean? Is he planning to report me? What is he trying to do?!"

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, so Sun Yuanjie simply rolled over and got up.

"No, I have to find out the truth from him. I can't become like Xuanyuan Jian!"

Sun Yuanjie thought about the Xuan Yuanjian he had seen today, his usual arrogant demeanor, and then looked at him now.

After becoming a drug addict, one loses all dignity and cannot decide one's own life or death. Like a rag doll, one suffers torment worse than death.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuanjie felt his whole body tremble, and even had an impulse to escape from the Ming Cult.

But the slightly warm spiritual energy mark on his wrist made him realize that even if he escaped, he would not be able to remove the spiritual energy mark on his hand, and he would inevitably explode and die a month later.

After much deliberation, Sun Yuanjie finally decided to leave his small courtyard under the cover of night.

Before he started serving Xiao Feng, he had his own small room in the disciples' quarters. After he started serving Xiao Feng, he naturally moved to Xiao Feng's courtyard.

But when he returned earlier, he specifically went to Xiao Feng's courtyard to check, but he didn't see Xiao Feng.

He didn't want to live there alone, so he moved back to his old house.

Under the moonlight, Sun Yuanjie carefully left the courtyard without disturbing the other disciples, and stealthily made his way towards Xiao Feng's courtyard.

There were disciples patrolling at night, and Sun Yuanjie carefully avoided all of them to be on the safe side.

Seeing that Xiao Feng's courtyard was brightly lit and that Xiao Feng seemed to be still awake, Sun Yuanjie suddenly felt a sense of fear.

"Since you're here, come in." Xiao Feng's calm voice suddenly rang out in the silent night sky, but only Sun Yuanjie could hear it.

Sun Yuanjie was surprised, but also felt a surge of anger at Xiao Feng for leaving him alone at the small Buddhist temple and not calling him back after he secretly returned.

Sun Yuanjie suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and quickly pushed open the courtyard gate and went inside.

Sure enough, Xiao Feng was only wearing his undergarments, lying on a recliner in the courtyard, with pastries and wine beside him.

It seemed that Xiao Feng was not surprised by his arrival.

"Did you know I would come to see you, young master?" Sun Yuanjie couldn't help but ask.

“When you saw me at my godfather’s during the day, I knew you must have something to say to me, but I didn’t expect you to wait until now to come.”

Xiao Feng's voice was calm, as if he had no memory of this incident where he teased Sun Yuanjie.

"When did you return, young master? Why didn't you tell me? I waited alone at the little Buddhist temple for a long time. I thought you didn't want me anymore. Now I have nowhere to go but to be by your side!"

Now that Xiao Feng knows his true identity, Sun Yuanjie's current task is to ensure that Xiao Feng will not tell anyone about it, especially not the Ming Cult.

"Didn't that monk tell you?" Xiao Feng casually waved his hand, and a thick cloak was draped over his body.

Xiao Feng propped his head up and looked at Sun Yuanjie in front of him, his tone filled with doubt.

"What?" Sun Yuanjie looked bewildered.

Xiao Feng did not continue speaking, but frowned in thought, and then made a look of sudden realization.

"So that's how it is. I knew it. Why didn't you come back with me? It's been so long since you returned. I thought you didn't want to stay by my side. I never expected..." Xiao Feng shook his head before he could finish speaking.

Sun Yuanjie had no idea what was happening. He only saw Xiao Feng take out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and throw it to Sun Yuanjie.

Sun Yuanjie held the pill brimming with spiritual energy in his hand, looking at Xiao Feng in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"It was my fault. When I went to retrieve the Azure Lord's Relic, I didn't expect the power within it to be so overwhelming that I was knocked unconscious by the impact."

"Actually, I only woke up a couple of days ago and found out that I had been in a coma for more than a month. After that crazy monk brought me back to the Ming Cult, he just threw me into my godfather's courtyard."

"If my godfather hadn't specially prepared medicine to keep me alive, I probably wouldn't have survived this ordeal. When I woke up, my godfather only said that he heard some noise in the yard."

"When he came out, he found me covered in blood, lying in the yard looking like I had been struck by lightning. He quickly found someone to take care of me, and then chased after him, but he couldn't catch the mad monk."

"Today is my first day out after recovering, and I never expected to see you. I am so happy to see that you have returned safely."

Xiao Feng's explanation directly resolved Sun Yuanjie's doubts.

And why did Xiao Feng never pay any attention to Sun Yuanjie during this period?

"So, that mad monk has disappeared? It's not that the young master doesn't want me, it's just that the young master hasn't woken up either?" Sun Yuanjie still had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Xiao Feng nodded helplessly, his tone tinged with resentment: "If I find out who that mad monk is, I will definitely not let him go!"

"Luckily, my storage bag is locked by a spiritual barrier that he can't open, otherwise I would suspect that he was trying to take this opportunity to steal my treasure!"

Xiao Feng's anger and resentment did not seem fake.

Although Sun Yuanjie still harbored some resentment and displeasure, he did not dare to show it in front of Xiao Feng.

Sun Yuanjie lowered his head and opened the pill that Xiao Feng had just given him.

A more vigorous surge of spiritual energy burst forth from the bottle's opening.

Even through the medicine bottle, Sun Yuanjie could sense that the quality of these pills was extremely high.

Upon opening the bottle, the surging spiritual energy immediately made Sun Yuanjie forget his previous unpleasantness, filling him with joy and bringing a radiant smile to his face.

"As long as you don't abandon me, I'm willing to follow you. Please keep this a secret, I promise I will never betray you."

Now that Xiao Feng already knew his identity, Sun Yuanjie decided to reveal it.

Xiao Feng's lips curled into a smile, his tone flippant: "Your identity? Aren't you just my disciple A-Jie, who follows me closely? Do you have any other identity?"

Xiao Feng meant that he was willing to keep Sun Yuanjie's secret.

Sun Yuanjie lowered his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly rejoicing, and then became even more respectful: "Thank you for your kindness, young master."

Xiao Feng waved his hand: "Alright, no need for so much formality. From now on, you can continue to stay by my side and live in the courtyard. Your identity is special, and if others find out, it might cause some trouble."

Sun Yuanjie thought the same thing, so he naturally carried his things back to Xiao Feng's courtyard.

Xiao Feng returned to the house, and Sun Yuanjie also returned to his residence in Xiao Feng's courtyard.

When the night was deep and quiet and he was all alone, the smile on Sun Yuanjie's face disappeared.

Looking at the pill in his hand, Sun Yuanjie felt that something was wrong.