After finishing their swim, Yan Hongchen headed to the changing room with Xiao Hongchen. He told Xiao Hongchen that he would not be going home for a while. He planned to rent a private cultivation room at the academy and enter seclusion. If anyone could not find him, they could look for him there.
Xiao Hongchen rubbed his wet hair with a towel. At Yan Hongchen's words, his hand paused. He glanced at him but did not ask any questions, merely nodding. "Alright. I'll let Mom and your sister know, so they won't worry."
After a pause, he added, "Little bro, you have the most freedom right now. I know you still have burdens to bear, and I don't want to make things harder for you. If there's something you want to do, go do it. Your brother believes you have your own plans."
Yan Hongchen did not argue. He only curved his lips slightly. Being understood and supported was already enough. After changing in the locker room, the two went their separate ways.
The private cultivation rooms of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy were housed in a standalone circular building. Under the sunlight, the entire structure gleamed with a cold, hard sheen, like a silent colossal beast crouching upon the ground.
Yan Hongchen approached the front desk, presented his student ID, and completed the rental procedures. The person receiving him was a gray-haired old man, who glanced at him without asking a single question.
"Third floor, Room Seven. There are corresponding auxiliary Soul Tools inside. Just activate them yourself." The old man's voice was hoarse and flat, as though he had repeated those lines countless times.
Yan Hongchen understood. He gave a slight bow and climbed the spiral staircase to the third floor. Room Seven was at