The moment Liam's eyes opened the next morning, he sat up, grabbed his jacket from the chair, and vanished from the room without hesitation.
A second later, he appeared in Velaris. The capital was still quiet at this hour. The sun had only just begun to rise, sending soft light across the rooftops.
"It seems like the time actually aligns between the cultivation universe and the magic universe. Interesting... I wonder if this is a coincidence or it's something standard," Liamn said to himself, standing in a narrow alley a short walk away from the inn where Chrises stayed.
He stepped out of the alley and walked down the street with calm steps. He reached the inn and walked inside, climbed the stairs and stopped in front of Chrises' room, and he knocked lightly.
The door opened a moment later.
Chrises stood at the doorway dressed in a black flowing night dress. Her hair was loose, falling gently behind her shoulders. She looked surprised for a moment, then bowed her head.
