...
All will arrive by special flight in the afternoon, Meng Chuan sees there's still some time.
But it's almost lunchtime, so he rushes to report to Grandmaster Chen's office.
Sure enough, Grandmaster Chen is sitting at the desk, just about to get up and leave, but perceiving his arrival, she sits back down.
Looking at the phone, in the United University's Grandmaster group, constantly broadcasting the latest news from Taihang.
Chen Qiushui's furrowed brow could crush a fly.
The sound of knocking on the door is heard.
"Please come in."
This kid coming to find her, has he held in his farts well yet, Chen Qiushui knows the reason in her heart.
Meng Chuan approaches the desk, seeing her somber expression, he quietly suggests:
"Grandmaster Chen..."
Closing the phone screen, Chen Qiushui raises her head and surveys him:
"Is your cultivation stable?"
"More or less."
