A month had barely passed when Lin Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly as his gaze shifted toward the sect's entrance.
Some uninvited guests had arrived, and they were people he did not recognize.
Without hesitation, he immediately summoned Han Leu.
In the next moment, Han Leu appeared inside the chamber, slightly out of breath as if he had rushed over without stopping for even a second.
The moment he arrived, he spoke with a faint pout on his face, his tone filled with restrained grievance.
"Sect Master… you called your First Elder… and then made me wait outside for an entire month?"
Lin Xiaotian's expression stiffened slightly, and only then did he remember Han Leu's condition. Damn… I completely forgot about him.
A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face, but it disappeared just as quickly. I cannot lose my authority… and besides, it was all because of those two monstrous little brats.
