Primordial Fire Domain
The red-skirted woman's expression shifted slightly. She did not know whether rashly inviting him here had been too reckless.
She was not particularly skilled at "socializing"!
But as a powerful expert, she swiftly calmed herself.
A moment later, a streak of golden light suddenly fell from the void, transforming into a flowing radiance as it landed before the magma pool.
Within it appeared a young man dressed in azure robes. Yet the formidable aura around him could not be concealed, as though he were a colossal god who had split heaven and earth apart.
Yang Huai swept his gaze around, letting it settle on the primordial magma pool and the strange pillars of flame surrounding it. His eyes shifted slightly as he spoke first.
"I am Zhurong Clan. May I ask why Fellow Daoist summoned me?"
His expression was calm.
Seeing his frankness, the woman in red took a shallow breath and said,
"I am Hong Zhao. I rashly troubled you, Dao Brother, and hope you will forgive me. I was merely grateful that Dao Brother showed mercy, which is why I specially invited you here. This place is barren, with nothing much to offer in hospitality. I have truly wronged you, Dao Brother Zhurong!"
Yang Huai smiled faintly.
"That is no matter. I still have quite a few spiritual fruits of heaven and earth. If Fellow Daoist does not mind, feel free to partake!"
He raised a hand and took numerous spiritual fruits from his sleeve, arranging them into plates of fruit. There were also many pastries and dishes that had been prepared long ago.
Though he was in seclusion, he had never mistreated himself.
It was rare to encounter a fellow cultivator, so he was not stingy.
A faint smile touched Hong Zhao's lovely face.