However, given Zhao Min's identity and status, she should have had a chance to send word after so long. Yet there was not a single sound-transmission talisman here.
When Li Yan had left, he had used a specially made sound-transmission talisman to tell Zhao Min that he was returning to the sect and had informed her of his destination.
More than twenty days had passed. Zhao Min should at least have sent word that she was safe, yet she had not.
Could something have happened?
Li Yan silently sat down beside the table, his brows furrowed as he pondered every possible turn of events.
Not long after he sank into thought, faint footsteps sounded in the corridor, jolting Li Yan awake from his contemplation.
Very soon, Su Yuan's voice came from outside.
"This disciple did not know Elder Zhang had returned and failed to pay his respects in time. I beg Elder Zhang's forgiveness!"
His voice carried the same slick smoothness as always.
"Come in!"
As Li Yan's words fell, a round, stout man lightly pushed open the door and entered. The sound of his footsteps landing on the floor seemed utterly at odds with his thick, heavy build.
Hah, he has gotten several sizes fatter again! Mm, his cultivation has improved as well. He is just one opportunity away from forming a core!
The moment Li Yan saw him, he had already made his assessment.
They had not seen each other for only a few dozen days, yet the fat on Su Yuan's body had visibly piled on, while divine light flowed inwardly beneath his skin.
It was no wonder. With everything going his way now, Su Yuan was a man with a fortune wrapped around his waist, and he had become even more afraid of dying.
Anything greatly