Fellow Daoist Shen, Please Explain

In a quiet room filled with fragrance, Yu Qingling's cloud brocade ribbon fluttered on her shoulders, and the surface of her pink and green shoes swayed quickly and slowly. Her fair hands were even clenched into a ball.

The three knocks just now were really just her curiosity. However, after knocking, she regretted it immediately.

"What should I do? If Fellow Daoist Shen responds, what… What should I say? What do Talisman Masters and Alchemists communicate about?" Yu Qingling was nervous and depressed. She was afraid that the Talisman Master next door would respond.

Knock knock knock.

Every reverberation hit her heart. She stared hard at the wall. Her entire body tensed. The next second after the sound dissipated, the wall became nothing. Yu Qingling saw the face that caused her emotions to fluctuate endlessly. In an instant, she blushed and stammered, not knowing what to say.