This wooden gate, though protected by an array formation restriction, inevitably squeaks open with an "eeek".
Amina appeared before Yin Lin and the old man behind him, wearing a blue and white gradient long dress.
Amina slightly bowed and said softly, "Please, both of you."
"Oh?"
Yin Lin looked Amina up and down, mostly filled with admiration in his eyes.
He laughed and said, "Was I worried for nothing? Fellow Wang Zheng, your gold house hides a beauty, it truly makes me, a poor Daoist, envious!"
Wang Jixuan, who was just getting up from the bedside, also chuckled upon hearing this.
He cupped his hands respectfully and said seriously, "Hall Master, please come in. This is my confidante, a Spirit Cultivator who followed me."
"Is it you who uses the core circuit?"
With Yin Lin's words, only then did the elderly man following behind him truly look at Amina.
The background of this elderly man seems quite significant.
