Being young is good, being lively.

Fu Tong thought about this in his heart and couldn't help laughing. Just as he was about to take his eyes back from there, he suddenly heard the door outside being knocked.

"Who?" Fu Tong asked.

No one answered outside the door, but the knock on the door rang three times.

"Ding, ding, ding--"

It was dull and slow, and became clearer in the silence around it.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes and stopped making a sound. He slowly walked towards the door. Qianyuan Sword was summoned and hid under his sleeves, and he held it firmly in his hand.

The surroundings were quiet, the curtains were pulled in the room and the lights were dim, making everything look dark.

Fu Tong stopped by the door, raised his hand and pulled it backwards suddenly. As the door opened, countless lights came in from outside, quickly filling the room, and the light came at the same time,

There was also a clear voice.
Chapter completed!