An Yun stopped by a jade door, speaking with a complicated countenance. "Young Elder is waiting for you inside."
Then, An Yun bent her body slightly and sighed inwardly before she left.
Shi Yan was bewildered. Looking at the jade door, he had no clue at all.
He reached out, gently knocking on the door. The clear noise echoing in this empty stone corridor was unpleasant to the ears.
"Come in, please." Fu Wei's soft voice came out from inside. Her tender, weak voice was somehow like a tranquilizer, which made people relaxed.
Pushing the jade door with a skeptical look, Shi Yan entered the door. His eyes glistened immediately.
