"We're here, our two guests. Come on down."
Meng Hongchen was the first to hop out of the carriage. She had relaxed considerably and made a welcoming gesture.
Still, paired with the current state of her arm, that gesture looked awkward no matter how one looked at it.
Jiang Yue could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the house before them. Anyone would have believed it if someone called it a palace.
"Over here are our family's workshop and warehouse. We keep plenty of rare metals here, even a couple of pieces of the legendary silver dragon scale. Whenever my grandfather and brother make soul tools at home, they do it here."
"Over there is the testing area. High-level soul tools are incredibly powerful, so we need a spacious area to test them."
"The facilities here still aren't quite complete. We can only test the power of soul tools below Class 7. For Class 7 and above, we can only test close-combat soul tools and defensive soul tools. Things like soul guidance cannons have to be taken to a dedicated testing site."
Meng Hongchen walked ahead, introducing her home in an endless stream of words.
When they reached the front entrance, a servant beside them pressed a button, and the doors opened automatically.
The first thing that greeted their eyes was not an object, but a person—a living, breathing person. He bore a fairly strong resemblance to Meng Hongchen, but was taller and more solidly built, clearly a boy.
It was Xiao Hongchen. Gone was the disheveled appearance Jiang Yue and the others had seen in the dining hall. He looked completely refreshed, a faint smile resting on his lips as he quietly watched them. He gave off an unusual air of steadiness that put people at ease.
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