"Of course." Shen Luo looked at Ao Guang and nodded.
The others in the room all turned around to look at him, their eyes filled with a hint of surprise.
After everyone else had left the great hall, Ao Guang waved his hand, and a swath of water congealed into a seat, placed at the bottom of the stairs.
Shen Luo thanked him and took a seat.
"Last time I heard from Hong'er about you, Friend Shen, it was hundreds of years ago. Where have you been cultivating over these years?" Ao Guang asked.
Shen Luo raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, this is about investigating my whereabouts.
"As a junior, I had been cultivating and closing myself off from the world in Mount Fangcun for a long time. It was only after my sect faced a catastrophe that I escaped from the mountain. Feeling my cultivation level was insufficient, I have been hiding and cultivating in seclusion. I was passing through the Eastern Sea this time, fleeing from a demon's pursuit," he replied casually, smiling.
