Langya District.
In a tranquil little courtyard.
Zhang Jing slows his steps before reaching the doorway.
The usually quiet place now emits subtle noises.
In his line of sight.
Groups of cultivators walk into the courtyard, laughing amongst themselves.
However, as they leave, a hint of tension appears unanimously on their faces.
Has something unexpected occurred?
Zhang Jing strides towards the courtyard.
Just as last time.
As soon as he approaches, the courtyard's main entrance swings open automatically.
"Junior Brother Zhang is here, please come in." Senior Brother Li's uniquely immature voice whispers in his ear.
Zhang Jing steps through the entrance boldly and heads straight for the courtyard center.
At first glance, he notices a chaotic presence around Senior Brother Li whose face looks somewhat pale.
"I heard you returned from the demon battlefield, Brother. I came to pay my respects." Zhang Jing sincerely said.
A sudden intrigue hits him.
