Donglong Island.
Su Ye emerged from his cave abode.
Qi Shuhui, dressed in a goose-yellow ruqun and boasting an exquisite figure, came forward to greet him.
"What is it? Why did you call me out of seclusion?" Su Ye asked faintly.
This particular session of secluded cultivation hadn't been for anything urgent.
He was just performing his daily routine: meditating and absorbing spiritual energy.
However, if the matter wasn't urgent, then he'd have no choice but to...
...punish her thoroughly.
Su Ye's gaze darkened slightly. A faint, unreadable smile played on his lips as he calmly eyed Qi Shuhui's curvaceous figure.
"My lord..." Qi Shuhui's pretty face flushed slightly as she spoke in a delicate voice.
"There's a Loose Cultivator at the harbor. He claims to have come from Weiyuan Immortal City and wishes to see you, my lord."
'A Loose Cultivator?' Su Ye thought to himself.
