Xu Linyun impassively opened her eyes. "You’re two days late!"
When he heard her words, Xiao Jianming showed a bitter smile. "It’s been four years and you’re still as cold as ice. It wasn’t my intention to be two days late, but I met a Meat-Wine Monk on my way back who happened to be giving a sermon at the Wind-Moon Temple, and that Hou Guimen guy from Ephemeral Butterfly insisted I join him. It took me an entire two days before I was able to lose him and rush over to meet up with everyone!" His head gently shook as he spoke, as though to say these events couldn’t be helped, although he also looked rather content with the opportunity he’d been given.
