"Do you have something to discuss?"
Qin An's eyebrows slightly furrowed, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
As a Mountain Patrol Copper General, Zhao Wuhuan seldom set foot in the inner courtyard of the Evil Extermination Bureau.
Today's sudden visit must be something unusual.
Qin An pondered silently in his heart, but his steps did not stop as he walked straight through the door.
Heifeng stood aside, stepping aside to let Qin An pass.
Looking at Qin An's back, there was a hint of goodwill in his gaze.
He could feel that Qin An's strength was already above his own.
The terrifying aura, like an abyss, made him feel some fear.
"This man advancing to the Outer Elixir Realm is just a matter of time."
This thought flashed through Heifeng's mind, deepening his sense of awe.
...
The courtyard was serene, shadows of bamboo swaying.
At the stone table in the yard, Zhao Wuhuan was leisurely fanning himself with a green bamboo folding fan.
