Jiang Wang leaned against the left side of the cabin, while Lin Youxie sat opposite him.
Fan Qingqing huddled in a corner. The old man crouched beside her, one hand pressing down on her shoulder.
Tap, tap, tap.
He had no idea what time it was. Rain was falling outside.
It beat urgently and forcefully against the cabin roof.
Lin Youxie's voice was very soft—she might as well have been speaking directly into his ear. She clearly didn't want to make too much noise.
Jiang Wang emerged from his cultivation and quickly took stock of the situation.
Though he'd been cultivating the Sound Division of the Five Immortals Like-a-Dream Decree, he hadn't let his guard down completely. If Fan Qingqing so much as made a move, he could react at once.
So the old man had only needed a moment to restrain Fan Qingqing.
Jiang Wang didn't answer Lin Youxie right away. He acted as though he couldn't care less about what was happening, turned his ear toward the rain, then raised his voice. "Brother Li, the rain's heavy outside. Come in and take shelter!"
Li Yin's voice came from outside at just the right moment. "No need, Young Master. What's a little rain?"
Cultivators had no need to shelter from wind and rain.
Jiang Wang had really only wanted to make sure Li Yin was all right. If anything had happened to him, Jiang Wang truly wouldn't have known how to explain it to Li Longchuan.
Only after hearing Li Yin's reply did he casually form a hand seal, sealing off the sounds inside the cabin. There was no need to drag Li Yin into what came next.
He'd learned this soundproofing technique during his cultivation just now. He wasn't as skilled at it as Fan Qingqing, but it