To a martial artist, seven days pass in the blink of an eye.
Clang.
"Wang Xu, time's up. Come out."
Grandpa Lin's voice echoed into the Six Flavors House, and the black-robed figure sitting cross-legged inside suddenly opened his eyes.
In those eyes seemed to reside vast stars, making anyone who locked eyes with them almost get lost in their depths.
As Grandpa Lin's voice fell, a wisp of cyan smoke swept past, and Wang Xu's figure appeared in front of Grandpa Lin.
"Seven days without seeing you, you seem to have gained something."
Grandpa Lin wiped with his hand, and the array prohibition of the Six Flavors House reappeared, once again sealing all the chaotic secret techniques inside.
"Gained a little benefit."
After saying that, Wang Xu added, "Junior takes his leave."
Then, without waiting for Grandpa Lin to say more, he directly transformed into a wisp of cyan smoke and instantly left the Repair Pavilion.
