"Hmm? I did say that, but just because I don't like wearing them doesn't mean I never will." Tilting her head with a smile, Chu Aoqing continued, "I've already prepared your room. It's the Cultivation Room, so you won't have to sleep on the plush chair anymore."
"Huh?" This was a pleasant surprise. Mu Chen smiled happily, and just as he was about to say thank you, an immense concentration of Primordial Power slammed down from the sky. Chu Aoqing's brow furrowed. The space beside her split open, and the ancient Heavy Sword Tai'e appeared in her hand, its seal already broken.
"So, they're here?" Mu Chen's lips curved into a grin as he looked up at the sky.
"Who could it be?" Chu Aoqing was bewildered. Mu Chen's expression told her that the visitor was not an enemy.
"Wait here in the dorm for a minute," Mu Chen said, turning to Chu Aoqing. "I'm just stepping out. I'll be right back."
