"Please, Fellow Daoist Xiao~" Huo Furong instructed the Fire Fierce Mountain disciples to prepare the banquet anew, clearing away the other tables and inviting Xiao Hua and Xue Xue to sit at the foremost seats on the left.
Yet before Xiao Hua and Xue Xue could take their seats, Huo Zheshhan and the other two had already returned. Huo Zheshhan said with a smile, "Xiao Hua, hmm, and Xue Xue as well—you two, come with this old man!"
"Yes!" Xiao Hua and Xue Xue had already risen. Hearing this, they exchanged puzzled glances, answered aloud, and followed Huo Zheshhan into the hall.
"Furong, you come too!" Without waiting for instructions from Huo Zheshhan and the others, Huo Qilin had already followed behind Xue Xue. Huo Furong, however, hesitated somewhat, for Huo Zheshhan clearly had matters to discuss. Still, upon hearing his call, she hurried after them.
Behind the hall lay several different corridors. Without hesitation, Huo Zheshhan chose the middle one and walked in.
Huo Qilin had eyes only for Xue Xue and paid no attention at all, but Huo Furong frowned slightly.
When Huo Zheshhan stopped before the last quiet room, Huo Furong became even more bewildered.
This quiet room was where the Three Elders of Fire Fierce Mountain usually cultivated in seclusion. Ordinary people were not allowed anywhere near it; even Huo Qilin and Huo Furong would not come casually without being summoned.
Huo Zheshhan turned back and looked kindly at the four of them. With a sweep of his wide sleeve, he opened the restrictions on the quiet room and entered first! The other two Old Hus then exchanged glances, mysterious smiles on their faces, and followed him inside!
Only after Xiao Hua entered did he realize how large the quiet room was—probably more than half the