The night descended into darkness, and a crescent moon gradually moved up into the night sky.
In the Ximen Manor, the central castle was brightly lit, and the soft light fell in the courtyard, making the entire manor's night scene very beautiful.
At this moment, in the luxurious room on the top floor, Qin Yang had already finished refining the Flaming Sun Pill. After a comfortable hot shower, he came out, admiring the room's luxury, which surpassed that of a five-star hotel suite.
At the door, Xi Men Guai was caught in a dilemma, pacing near the closed door, repeatedly glancing towards it, wanting to knock but fearing to disturb Qin Yang.
"Since you're here, just come in."
Qin Yang chuckled softly, sending his voice out.
"Young Master Qin, can I come in?"
Upon hearing this, Xi Men Guai stopped, with a touch of uncontrollable tension and excitement on his slightly chubby old face, and asked.
"Come in."
"Yes, Young Master Qin."
