"Master, your subordinate, Wang Miao, requests an audience."
Outside the Seclusion Chamber.
Wang Miao stood outside with his head bowed, his tone utterly respectful. Yet, his expression was fraught with anxiety and nervousness. It was clear that the act of disturbing Xu Qing's Cultivation had filled him with a deep sense of dread, and he feared he would be punished.
However, the matter he needed to report was extremely important—urgent, even. That was why Wang Miao had been forced to take such a risk. He had to inform Xu Qing and let him make the final decision.
"What is it?"
Xu Qing's eyes opened. He had been roused from his Cultivation and frowned slightly. Although he wasn't in deep seclusion, merely practicing the Dark Demon Technique, he was still displeased at being disturbed.
