Thud, thud, thud—the sound of knocking came from outside the door.
Wang Xian strode swiftly to open the door, staring at Hong Jie at the entrance, wrapped in a coat, dusty and tired, he was stunned.
"Sis, why are you here?"
"Little Lu invited me."
Wang Xian turned around, looking at Lu Chenzhou sipping alone, beads of cold sweat on his forehead.
"In the midst of winter, are you planning to keep me standing at the door?"
"Ah...Sis, come in quickly."
Wang the Grandmaster coughed once, returning to his seat with style.
"Junior brother, Hong Jie is coming over, and you didn't even mention it to me."
"You've been in retreat recently breaking through the Divine Skill, and couldn't manage it."
Hong Jie patted Wang Xian's shoulder and laughed:
"Look how nervous you are, I'm here to see Little Lu, don't overthink it."
"Oh, oh, here to see Little Lu, huh."
"Don't forget, I'm one of the few Array Masters in Da Xia, too many people invite me to visit."
