Su Huanian didn't conceal his form as he descended, startling Ran Hou awake.
Ran Hou shook his body and emerged from the accumulated snow. Before the snow even fell off him, his voice carried, "I apologize, fellow Daoist. The elder ancestor of our Sect is in seclusion here. If you wish to comprehend the valley's Formation, you might go to the Jixia Academy residence."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and threw out a command flag, which was, in fact, a Qianji Door command flag.
"Has Illusory Snow Gate been swallowed up by Qianji Door?" Su Huanian asked with knit brows. In the past, her husband had simply borrowed the insignia to protect Illusory Snow Gate. Could it now act in the name of Qianji Door?
The snow sculpture exploded with a bang, and Ran Hou emerged in astonishment.
"Elder ancestor… senior… Mrs. Su…" he paused, unsure of how to address Su Huanian.
"You've left seclusion?" Ran Hou bowed his body, his demeanor extremely respectful.
