The two hadn't gone far when Mu Feiyan's voice came from behind them—clear, yet tinged with an indescribable charm.
"Chu Fan, Zhao Tianxing, the gates of the Iron Armor Sect will always be open to you. As long as you're willing to come, my Moon Lock Hall will... give you a hero's welcome!"
"Hm?" Chu Fan stopped and turned to look, his gaze probing as he sized up the still-charming Master Mu.
Then he nudged Zhao Tianxing with his elbow and whispered, "Don't you think Master Mu is trying to hint at something with that?"
"Huh?" The simple-minded Zhao Tianxing was taken aback, blinking in confusion. "A hint? Hinting at what? Isn't she just promising us more resources? I couldn't care less about that."
Chu Fan stroked his chin, adopting the profound look of someone who knew better. "It's nothing. Let's go."
With that, he turned and continued on his way.
