They had failed where another had just succeeded.
The contrast was a bitter pill to swallow.
Li Ruohan led the way. Just as Wang Heng and Lu Yun were about to follow, they heard a voice call out to them.
"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Lu, and Senior Sister Li! What a coincidence, running into you all again!"
They all turned at the sound of the voice, freezing at the head of the stairs.
They looked completely dumbfounded.
"J-Junior Brother Jiang!"
"The one who broke through to the Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer... it was you?!"
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「A private courtyard atop Sewing Peak.」
Luo Tong didn't bother knocking. He simply pushed the door open and strode inside.
He moved with a familiarity that spoke of frequent visits, bypassing the front hall and making his way to the rear of the house.
There, by a fish pond, a slender young woman with a sweet face was meditating and cultivating.
It was none other than Luo Tong's older sister, Luo Qian'er.