"So it's Taoist Friend Yan, please come in. I was cultivating in the secret chamber just now and didn't notice the communication talisman," Liu Ming said indifferently.
"Elder Liu, you're too courteous. I heard from Nephew Zhong that you've returned, so I came to visit," Elder Yan remarked with visible relief upon seeing Liu Ming.
As the cornerstone of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, Liu Ming's presence was indispensable. Elder Yan fervently wished Liu Ming would remain secluded within the sect for thousands of years and never leave, though he knew this was impossible.
Liu Ming had naturally long seen through Elder Yan's thoughts, but he had no intention of spending extra time in the Canghai region.
"Please, have a seat," Liu Ming gestured casually toward a chair in the hall.
Elder Yan thanked him softly and sat to the side.
"It's been several days since the war ended. What is the current situation across the Canghai region?" Liu Ming asked.
