Chen Xiaojun said goodbye to Zhou Tianshu amid the soft whispers of the breeze, then turned and walked deeper into the courtyard, only to run into Ou Ya by chance on the secluded path in the Central Courtyard.
The two stopped, and a few warm pleasantries drifted leisurely through the air.
Ou Ya was currently serving as Consul General at the Chang'an Consulate. In Chang'an City, Sea God Island's dealings were still mainly with the Chen Clan, and he was quite familiar with the Chen family.
Moreover, he was also a candidate for lord of Seahorse City, and his administrative ability was fairly impressive. Add to that his handsome looks, and he was quite the good-looking man.
Sea Horse Clan members were simply brimming with charm.
Ou Ya had come today mainly to visit Chen Cong.
Chen Xiaojun asked, "Uncle Ou Ya, I heard the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition invited Sea God Academy this time?"
Ou Ya frowned slightly, shook his head gently, and said calmly, "Well, no specific news has come through yet."
After hearing this, Chen Xiaojun already had some understanding in his heart, and he smiled faintly.
Just then, Ou Ya took out an exquisite letter and handed it to Chen Xiaojun. "Oh, right. Her Highness the Holy Maiden specifically asked me to pass this to you."
Chen Xiaojun accepted it with both hands, his fingertips gently rubbing the delicate texture of the envelope. "Thank you, Uncle Ou Ya."
At that moment, Chen Xiaojun felt as if an invisible cold current had quietly risen behind him, like fine threads of ice weaving up his spine and straight to the crown of his head. His heart chilled despite himself, and the temperature around him seemed to drop by several degrees.
Just as that strange sensation spread,