Lin Huang sat next to Buried Heaven with his legs crossed. The cultivation room was silent at the moment.
Buried Heaven seemed like he was not in a rush to talk. He brought out two bottles of drinks from his storage space and passed one to Lin Huang.
Lin Huang took it and could not help to ask before he opened the bottle.
"Are you here to talk to me about the mission that you mentioned yesterday?"
Buried Heaven opened the bottle leisurely. He only nodded after taking a sip.
"That's right."
"Isn't it faster for you to tell me this through text?" Lin Huang asked in slight confusion.
"Short messages won't be able to explain it. Moreover, I dislike typing," Buried Heaven explained.
Lin Huang thought to himself secretly, 'You can send voice recordings if you don't like to type…'
