"Knock, knock, knock..."
Urgent knocking suddenly rang out from outside the door.
Song Wen walked to the door and opened it.
To his slight surprise, the person standing outside was Wang Qiuyue.
She had actually arrived before Bai Wei.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, it has been a long..."
Before Song Wen could finish, Wang Qiuyue swept past him like a gust of wind and arrived beside the round table, her almond eyes wide as she looked Lan Chen up and down.
"So she truly is such a devastating beauty," Wang Qiuyue praised.
"Greetings, Senior."
Lan Chen rose and bowed.
"No need for such formalities."
Wang Qiuyue waved her hand, signaling for Lan Chen to sit.
Then, she walked over and sat down beside Lan Chen.
"How should I address you, little friend?"
"Reporting to Senior, this junior is Lan Chen," Lan Chen said.
"Where did you cultivate before..."
Song Wen paid no attention to the two women's conversation. He merely sat to one side, slowly savoring his spirit wine.
About the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, the door was knocked on again.
Song Wen went over and opened it, discovering that the visitor was Bai Wei.
However, unlike usual, Bai Wei wore a thin veil over her face, revealing only a pair of bright, beautiful eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Wei, please come in."
"You needn't be so polite."
Bai Wei gazed at Song Wen, her eyes curving slightly as a faint smile showed through.
As she spoke, the thin veil over her face was lifted by her breath, making her red lips appear and disappear behind it.
"Where is that friend of yours?"
Bai Wei entered the private room, her gaze passing over Song Wen as she looked inside.
There, she saw Wang Qiuyue looking back