While Li Meirong had finished her preparations and was on her way to meet Zhu Qingyue at his residence, another important meeting was taking place at Grandmaster Zhu Zhang's abode.

On the top floor's terrace of the grandmaster's home, the five-storeyed pagoda, sat a powerful, regal man upon a golden chaise, skimming through the contents of his latest experiment.

A swirl of smoke condensed before the seated man, who was none other than the grandmaster himself, as the shape of a snow white fox cub appeared before him.

Bai Zhang raised his ink-black eyes from his notes to stare at the cub. His face contorted into a subtle frown as he invoked his inner energy, a sizzling spark of flame materialised around him.

"Why have you come here?"

Noticing the undisguised threat, the small fox immediately bowed deeply and explained himself, "Lord Bai, the Sovereign Lord is currently occupied and does not suspect me. I have news of your wife."

"Drop the title, Bai Yu. There can only be one Lord in our clan and I have long since relinquished my title. Also, my son is cleverer than you might think. Don't assume that just because he's acting like a besotted fool that he does not notice anything else. How long can you use that human female as an excuse for your disappearances?" Bai Zhang's voice was low, much like his son's, but lacked Bai Qingyue's menacing undertone. The oppressive energy dissipated after he finished speaking and placed his notes aside.

At that moment, the fox cub shape-shifted into a humanoid form, and at once, Bai Yu's bulky shape appeared before the Grandmaster, kneeling upon on the floor in front of Bai Zhang.

"I wouldn't dare presume His Lordship to be a foolish man! But he has not left Her Ladyship's side at all this week except for the times in which he practised his… culinary skills. I don't think he suspects, or cares about my whereabouts that much." Bai Yu's response was straightforward as usual. He lacked the cunningness of his kind, but that missing trait had also made him a great subordinate.

Hearing his reply, the Grandmaster let out a dry laugh. He knew very well where Little Qingyue had been spending his time lately, the demolished kitchen in his residence was an unmistakable proof of the Fox Lord's pastime activities.

Directly eyeing the former second in command, Bai Zhang inquired, "It's good that you think so. So, where is that witch right now?"