The time was not short. When Ye Fengsheng exited cultivation, it was already noon. The sunlight did not appear ideally after the rain. Instead, it was a fierce storm that blew the trees to the east and west.
Ye Fengsheng walked to the second-floor room and gazed at the rain outside through the stairway window.
Then a black car slowly stopped at the front of the house under his watch.
Is there someone else coming in this weather?
In my heart, I wonder who this person could be.
Could it possibly be Ning Yuyi? Last night, she asked her to find a spiritual pill, prepare some medicine to save her calm life. She promised only for one night. Even if the Ning Family has superb skills, it is impossible to find a spiritual pill over 200 years old overnight.
A familiar face emerged from the car door, Ye Fengsheng waved his hand, directly opened the car door. People were stunned in the downpour. Then he quickly opened an umbrella and escorted the person out of the car.
