The scorching sun vanished in the blink of an eye, and by the time night fell upon the Diling Academy, the night was always bone-chillingly cold.
It was inside the Spirit Academy, at the residence of Headmaster Luozhamu.
"Swish, swish!" Under the cover of the night, a black shadow moved slowly, running straight toward the courtyard, hiding and dodging as if deliberately trying to avoid someone.
"Great, Ancestor Luo isn't here. It was worth wandering around outside all day and only daring to return at night." The dark pupils beneath the black shadow swept slowly. Seeing only a few guards responsible for patrols in front of her, she immediately smiled.
"Meng Lan, you're back so late?" Yet the very next moment, an affectionate voice rang out abruptly.
"I'm done for!" A moment later, the black shadow Luo Menglan no longer cared about anything else, her speed soaring as she ran straight toward her boudoir.
"You troublemaker, get over here!" A cold snort rang out, and immediately Luo Menglan's figure was directly grabbed by an invisible, massive hand, instantly landing her upon the stone table in the courtyard.
At this time, Luozhamu sat leisurely at the edge of the stone table, while Luo Menglan appeared there with a trace of slight dissatisfaction at the corners of her mouth.
"Ancestor Luo, it's so late, why are you looking for me?"
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is cold. Ancestor Luo, you must take care of your health. I'll go inside the room and fetch a robe for you to drape over yourself." Luo Menglan's watery, large eyes kept rolling as she spoke on her own, attempting to escape from this place.
"Oh... your cultivation?" The next moment, Luozhamu's expression turned peculiar.
"In Spirit Mountain, I accidentally