C713 Will You Go Tomorrow?

The sound traveled from a distance, swiftly arriving on the first floor of the inn, and in a flash, a figure materialized outside the private room.

Feng Zhentian was momentarily taken aback, realizing, "This is the work of a master at the Essence Sea Stage."

The door creaked open, and a man in his fifties entered, his ruddy face fierce-looking, yet oddly offset by the trace of a smile