As he was just about to enter, a peculiar sound reached his ears.
"Senior Qingyi, you must be tired, have some tea first. This is the top-tier spiritual tea of our Demon Sealing Hall. It not only benefits cultivation significantly, but its taste is also exceptional."
"Senior, you must be weary. Let me massage your waist."
"Let me knead your shoulders; these days must have been hard on you, Senior. By the way... I have some doubts about formations; could you please enlighten me?"
Hearing these words.
Shen Changqing's expression turned a bit strange, but his steps didn't halt, and he walked straight into the Demon Sealing Hall.
At this moment.
He took in the scene inside.
Qingyi was leisurely lying on a chair, surrounded by a crowd of people either serving tea and water or massaging shoulders and backs. Each face carried a flattering smile, with eyes full of reverence.
Among them.
There were young people and also elderly who were entering the later years of life.
