Nightfall.
After leaving Elder Qingfeng’s room, Xu Yi headed straight to Lu Zaiye’s room.
Knock, knock.
Xu Yi knocked on the door, but there was no response for a while.
“Not here?” Xu Yi shook her head, turning to leave.
Bang.
The door opened.
Xu Yi turned her head, looking at the slender figure inside, and smiled, “Oh, you’re here. I thought you were out.”
Lu Zaiye’s face was stern, “What does the Master want from me?”
Xu Yi keenly sensed a hint of impatience in Lu Zaiye’s words.
Illusion?
She shook her head, dismissing the thought, and smiled at Lu Zaiye, “Do you remember the surprise I mentioned a few days ago?”
Lu Zaiye nodded stiffly, his Adam’s apple bobbing, “Yes.”
“I’ve come today to fulfill that promise. Here, take this.” Xu Yi grinned and took out a storage bag, taking a few quick steps forward to hand it to Lu Zaiye.
“Open it and see.”