Seeing that it was a young individual in a black robe, the two guards paid their respects to him and did not impede his passage. After the last incident, they had thoroughly understood that this young man was not to be offended.
Upon entering the Elixir Association, a refreshing coolness washed over him. Since it was morning, aside from himself, there was only one other person in the hall—a young individual in a red robe, leaning on a blue crystal counter.
Hearing footsteps, the youth's half-closed eyes opened slightly. Upon laying eyes on Zhiyan, a trace of surprise flickered through them.
"You've finally shown up," the youth said, sitting up straight with a hint of a smile on his lips, his voice clear and melodious, like a gentle stream flowing through one's heart.
"Master Mou summoned me to come to the Elixir Association," Zhiyan replied, looking at the youth, his face displaying a tinge of confusion, unaware of the matter at hand.
