Knock, knock, knock.
The door of the alchemy room was being knocked on.
Lin Yuan, who was still carefully experiencing the process of refining the essence of the Sunrise Decision, was suddenly interrupted and opened his eyes abruptly.
"No one dares to disturb while alchemy is in progress. If the door is being knocked on, something must have happened," Lin Yuan thought for a moment and immediately got up.
"Xiao Yun?"
Upon opening the door, he saw Xiao Yun with snow still resting on her shoulders, her small face bearing the wind and snow, turning red from the cold.
Lin Yuan's expression suddenly changed.
Xiao Yun usually managed the household affairs and occasionally accompanied Zhu Lingshan to the martial arts school. Her appearance here at this time must mean something significant has occurred.
Xiao Yun's eyes brightened at the sight of Lin Yuan, and much of her panic dissipated.
