In a quiet room, a young man in his twenties wearing a white robe was sitting cross-legged. His skin was slightly dark and his appearance was not particularly handsome, he could only be described as ordinary.
This young man had the strong scent of the pill flame lingering around him, indicating he was a pill refiner who spent most of his time by the pill furnace.
"Brother Ling, excuse my interruption," a voice came from outside the quiet room at this time.
The young man waved his hand and the door of the quiet room opened, allowing a fat man to walk in.
This fat man was one of those who had been with Qi Yu before, but now he had come here with a somewhat panicked look.
"What's the matter?" The white-robed young man glanced at the man, and asked indifferently. His attitude was quite cold, giving the impression that he didn't think highly of the fat man.
The fat man did not dare to neglect and said directly, "Someone came to the North Town Hall today, also a registered disciple."
