"Here, I first wish Young Hero Chu success in joining the Celestial Travel Sect!"
Lin Qingxuan said with a smile.
Not long after, the three entered the hall, and Lin Qingxuan waved his hand. A maid brought tea from outside and placed it in front of the three before slowly leaving.
The three chatted intermittently, occasionally bursting into laughter. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
At this moment, a martial artist in green attire walked in from outside, glanced at Chu Ming, then whispered a few words into Lin Qingxuan's ear. Lin Qingxuan frowned, nodded slightly, then said,
"You've been traveling for several days and must be tired. Yue'Er, take Young Hero Chu to rest."
"Yes, father."
Lin Yue'Er stood up from her seat and walked towards the outside of the hall.
"I shall take my leave."
Chu Ming understood that Lin Qingxuan must have important matters to attend to and slightly bowed before turning to follow Lin Yue'Er.
