(1 week later, disciples' quarters, weakest disciples' room.)
Xuan stared at the ceiling of his lovely room. Sure, it might be the shittiest, but in the grand scheme of things, if there was a bed, a toilet, and a kitchen, what more could a man want?
Should I reach out to Yuelan? Xuan wondered. She did leave behind a few messages. I guess before training starts, I should reply to her.
So with that in mind, he went ahead and sent her a message.
A few minutes passed in silence until finally, he got a reply.
He rolled his eyes.
Before he could reply, she continued.
