Opposite, the silence lingered, and Nan Jiping stared at the tiny "communicator" the size of a soybean, a look of astonishment on his face:
"Such a tiny object actually possesses a Cultivator's skills, truly magical! Mr. Xu is a great genius, I must rescue him and bring him back!"
"It's just a miniaturized telephone, that's all."
Hua Ruoxi carefully checked herself and narrowed her eyes, speaking in a deep voice:
"Mr. Xu Shou is no simple man. I saw him during the Emperor's banquet, he had quite the presence, not at all like someone being coerced. There seems to be more to this."
Nan Jiping frowned upon hearing this, "Let's meet him tomorrow and hear what he has to say."
It was nearly 2 AM by then, Hua Ruoxi gestured towards the villa and said, "Let's go inside to rest and wait."
Nan Jiping, wary of causing trouble, asked, "Is that appropriate?"
"Of course, it is."
As they walked, Hua Ruoxi continued:
