Late at night, Qiongbi Peak.
A solitary figure arrived outside the Spiritual Field Courtyard no. 77, clad in the dark blue elder clothes of the Outer Sect, it was Xu Ning.
"Junior Brother Ning... Junior Brother Ning, are you there?"
Xu Ning's voice was slightly hoarse, his whole state extremely poor as if he had just weathered a storm.
The Small Cloud Mist Array dispersed.
Ning Daoran, also dressed in the elder clothes of the Outer Sect, casually said with Big Stupid Deer by his side, "What brings Senior Brother Xu here?"
"I've specifically come to congratulate Junior Brother on your Foundation Establishment..."
Xu Ning furrowed his brows, squeezing out a few words through his teeth.
"If that's the case, then please come in."
Ning Daoran turned and went to the sitting room, taking a seat on the floor but did not serve tea.
"I am here to congratulate Junior Brother on the success of your Foundation Establishment... this is a small token from your elder brother."