Creak—
The door opened.
The woman in a light yellow long dress stood there like a sharp sword, unwavering.
The distance from the door to where she stood was precisely twenty steps, a customary distance to give guests who visited a moment to wait. The conversation within wasn't deliberately concealed, and with her acute hearing, she could capture every word without any effort.
"Nephew Liu, you've changed quite a bit since we last met, your cultivation... has advanced again."
Master Gu walked out of the wooden house with a smile.
Since the reopening of Swordmaster Peak, Liu Xianzi's wardrobe was no longer limited to black and white. With Su Yi and Lu Luo, who were fashion enthusiasts, naturally, they managed their Peak Master's image more tastefully.
