"Your teaching is right, my lord. I will certainly devote myself to cultivation, striving to break through to the Mahayana Realm as soon as possible," Qingyi Hong said earnestly.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"My lord, it's getting late, I won't disturb you further. I'll take my leave now!" Qingyi Hong said.
After speaking, he respectfully retreated.
Once he left, Zhang Xiaohao glanced playfully in the direction of the City Lord Mansion, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Interesting! Even at this time, he's still using Divine Thought to probe my situation? Don't you think it's already too late?" Zhang Xiaohao thought disdainfully.
He continued sipping wine, enjoying exquisite dishes, and competing in patience against the opponent.
