"Such a person is worthy to be called for assistance?"
The Bear Demon spat disdainfully, finding it rather convenient.
It casually threw the prepared letter on the table and then, bringing the black wind, silently slipped out of Red Maple Valley.
The entire room remained intact, even the door was still tightly closed.
After a long while, a figure in a purple dress arrived belatedly, standing outside the courtyard, clasping her hands and saying, "I've disturbed Daoist Shen. Zi Lan has come to visit, may I speak with you?"
Time slowly passed, yet there was no response from inside the courtyard.
Zi Lan's finely arched eyebrows knit slightly, unease beginning to creep into her heart. She hesitated for a moment, then set aside concerns of decorum and started to sense the surroundings of the courtyard.
In an instant, a barely detectable familiar aura emerged.
This caused her complexion to change abruptly.
