The misty rain over Mist Rain Lake persisted intermittently until mid-April.
On the fifteenth, Lu Ran finally received a message from Dragon Guardian.
[Sect Leader.]
[Mr. Cong Long?] Lu Ran was first taken aback, then, with a delighted expression, he straightened up from the slumped position on the throne.
[I have roughly understood my own situation.] Yu Changsheng slowly spoke, [Where is the Sect Leader currently? Is there anyone else around?]
[Can't Mr. Cong Long see for himself, unable to perceive the surrounding situation?]
[It's so dark inside the Sculpture Garden...] Yu Changsheng's tone carried a hint of grievance.
"Haha~" Lu Ran couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Have I really put my Dragon Guardian in a small dark room?
"Why so happy, little Lu?" A woman's lazy voice came from the side, teasing Lu Ran's heartstrings.
"There's news from Dragon Guardian. Aunt Bai, please wait here. I'll be right back." Lu Ran's figure vanished in a flash.
