Duan Rong swept his divine sense and discovered Zhu Xiaoqi standing outside the courtyard gate. He immediately sheathed his sword, leapt forward, and opened the gate.
The spring sunlight shone on Zhu Xiaoqi's profile. She looked at Duan Rong, her eyes shimmering with a faint glow.
After a few breaths, Zhu Xiaoqi beamed and said, "Well... who is this young gentleman? I almost didn't recognize you!"
Duan Rong replied, "How is it? Isn't this outfit impressive?"
Zhu Xiaoqi blinked her eyes. "It's great! Truly, clothes make the man!"
Duan Rong said, "I'm about to set out on a long journey, so I dressed up to create some presence! Xiaoqi, what's the occasion for your visit?"
"I almost forgot! The old master asked you to come for lunch!"
"Lunch?"
"Yes. You and Miss Yu are leaving tomorrow. He wants you to come for a farewell meal!" Zhu Xiaoqi said as she turned to leave, "Don't forget to come!"
Duan Rong watched as Zhu Xiaoqi walked while speaking and asked, "What's the hurry?"
