"Quiet down! Elder Sun told us to come at this hour. He must have his reasons!"
"Exactly! The beauties are leaving in two days, so we have to show our support!"
"Sigh," one of them said in a low, melancholic voice.
"Last night, Yan'Er tearfully said goodbye to me. The fair maiden couldn't bear to part... It was truly... sigh!"
Hearing the melancholic chatter rising from outside, Bai Mo's temples throbbed and his chest ached with a dull pain.
He removed the door bolt and applied a bit of force.
"BANG!"
The wooden door swung open.
The few Cultivators huddled furtively outside were startled, their faces pale in the moonlight.
Seeing them panic and shove each other with unsteady steps, Bai Mo doubted if their bodies could even withstand the pill's potency.
"You... you're Alchemist Bai!?"
Bai Mo's face was devoid of expression.
"That's right. Did Sun Qiao tell you to come?"
Sun Qiao was, in fact, the name of his "good neighbor."
