Garion finally lay back on his bed, one arm behind his head, staring at the ceiling for a moment. "…Finally. Some quiet."
He exhaled slowly. Then something crossed his mind. "…Did Sianor send it already?"
He reached to the side, picked up his grand phone, and checked it.
A new notification was already there. "…Right on time."
He opened it. It was a copy of a Fourth Realm cultivation manual.
Garion's eyes widened slightly as he skimmed through it. "…Damn."
He read a few lines, then nodded to himself. "Not bad at all."
Without wasting time, he opened the chat and sent a message. "Thanks. I got the file."
A short pause. "Sorry for the late reply. I had something to deal with this past week."
To his surprise... A reply came almost immediately. "Don't worry about it."
Garion stared at the screen for a second. "…That was fast."
He typed again. "No, I still owe you one."
Another short pause. "Come to Muscle God Island this Sunday."
