On the way, when he met a few familiar Sacred disciples, Fei Hong stopped to exchange a few words. It was already half an hour after he departed the library that he returned to the refining room.
The snow was still falling, and Fei Hong glanced at the snowflakes in the sky. He decided to go down the mountain to Lin Fort the next day to relate with his Grandpa and cousin.
After thinking about it, he opened the door of the refining chamber, only to see a beautiful figure standing on the corridor.
"Daxia?" Fei Hong recognized that it was Zhou Daxia who hadn't seen him for a long time, and couldn't help but smile and greet her.
"Let's go to your room, I have something to tell you." Zhou Daxia didn't show any sign of joy when she saw Fei Hong, but said with a solemn expression.
Seeing Zhou Daxia's expression, Fei Hong knew that there must be something wrong with this girl. He stopped saying anything, and introduced her into his house.