Yan Zhengfeng was meditating in his dwelling when he heard footsteps outside, causing him to frown.
Everyone in the Pill Sect knew that Yan Zhengfeng disliked noise and commotion. His residence was arguably the quietest place in the sect, and even those passing by would deliberately lower their steps to minimize disturbance.
Yet, the footsteps outside were unusually chaotic, which put him in a bad mood.
Just as he was deciding to ignore it, knocking sounds came from his door.
"Is Elder Yan in? Disciple Fang Lin needs to see you urgently." Fang Lin's voice echoed, which deepened Yan Zhengfeng's frown. What did this youngster want?
Despite Fang Lin's somewhat flamboyant character, Yan Zhengfeng was fairly fond of him.
"Come in," Yan Zhengfeng finally said.
After receiving Yan Zhengfeng's permission, Fang Lin, Lu Xiaoqing, and Zhang Xiaohai brought in Wang Xuanlong, who looked as useless as a dead dog.
