While Xin Yan was lost in her thoughts, her heart soaring with delight at Noah's domineering behavior, Elysia pouted silently on the side. Under the watchful eyes of all the cultivators, the three of them reached their designated room and entered after opening the stone gates with the help of a wooden token.
As soon as Noah placed the token on the room's gate, the doors opened and closed after they entered. A faint layer of formation appeared on the door as soon as they were closed shut.
"What do you think about them, Old Hong?" Looking in the direction of the closed gates, a middle-aged man turned to look at the slightly older man standing beside him.
He was none other than the head of the Hong Family.
"You should have noticed it as well, old coot Kong." With a scoff, the look in Old Man Hong's eyes turned serious as he replied, "That boy!"
