'Sleeve Universe?'
Chu He mused to himself.
Just then, a faint knock came from the door.
The sound was extremely faint, as if the person at the door was afraid to knock too hard, trying to avoid drawing attention.
Chu He's Spiritual Power surged from his mind like a tide.
In an instant, he knew who was standing at the door—Her Majesty the Queen of the Great Jing Empire, Ji Shengyue!
A playful smile appeared on Chu He's face.
He waved his hand. The doorknob turned, and the door slowly swung open.
A slender silhouette stood in the doorway. The figure hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath, stepping inside, and gently closing the door.
Chu He simply sat on the sofa in silence.
The visitor, unable to contain her emotional turmoil, finally spoke up. "Aren't you surprised by my late-night visit?"
"There's nothing to be surprised about."
Chu He shook his head, though in the pitch-black night, she couldn't see—or rather, couldn't clearly see—the movement.
