Suddenly, Lou Yi gained a deeper understanding of the status of a martial artist.
"Alright." He nodded.
He didn't have any deep-seated hatred with these roommates.
Their previous distant behavior was merely a small person's habitual self-preservation.
And now inviting Lou Yi to join as a guest was simply to avoid being resented, not to cling.
"Great, when are you free?" Niu Peng asked excitedly, his small eyes gleaming.
"Now is fine." Lou Yi added, "I'll call Zhan Weida to come along, is that okay?"
"No problem, no problem!" The few hastily agreed, fearing Lou Yi would change his mind.
On the second floor of Storm Tower, in a particular elegant room.
"Ah Yi, congratulations on breaking through to a martial artist, I toast to you!" Jin Feng, usually silent, was already tipsy, his face flushed, holding up a big bowl.
"Hey, your drink isn't even full, that's not the attitude when toasting!" Zhan Weida, unafraid to stir things up, chimed in.
