Wu Junyi hastened away from the Zhang Family courtyard, then burst forth at his full speed.
He was a cultivator who had completed his Foundation Establishment and a martial artist in the process of refining his bones, practicing both the ways of immortality and martial arts.
Unleashing his full speed, he covered the distance in mere minutes and arrived at the hotel where Wu Yue was.
This time, he didn't knock but pushed the door open and entered.
"How presumptuous."
Within the room, Wu Yue opened his eyes and uttered a faint hum.
"Father! It's not that your son has forgotten his manners, but the matter is of great urgency, and there was no time to fuss over such formalities!"
Wu Junyi, unafraid, quickly spoke.
He knew Wu Yue was angry, but to someone about to step into Nascent Soul as a cultivator and who was to become the knife of the Wu Corporation, it was nothing significant.
