Chapter 885: Eight hundred eighty-three, make friends
The staff member approached Luo Shu and the other two, trembling with fear as she said to Luo Shu, "Greetings, Senior! Our steward has requested your presence!" Knowing the other party’s cultivation was formidable, her heart filled with trepidation and unease. It was said that those at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage have irritable tempers, and although she had not spoken rudely before, her attitude was not particularly good. She could only hope that it wouldn’t be taken to heart.
"Sure," Luo Shu nodded.
The three followed the staff member out of the hall and into the backyard of the Combat Arena.
The backyard was filled with blooming flowers, shaded by green trees, with rockeries and lotus ponds, making for a pleasant scenery.
Guided by the staff member, Luo Shu and the others followed a cobblestone path to its end, went down a long corridor, and entered a room with a carved wooden door.
The staff member approached a room, raised her hand, and gently knocked on the door, "Steward! They have arrived!"
Her words had just ended when the door opened with a "snap!"
The steward greeted Luo Shu and her companions with a smile plastered on his face, "Please come in!" Although the other party had reigned in their aura, he could still genuinely feel their might. This was definitely a powerful figure; if not at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, then at the very least at the Great Mahayana late stage of cultivation.
"Please take a seat," the steward said with a smile, personally pouring tea for Luo Shu and the others.
"Thank you!" Murong Bing hurriedly expressed her gratitude, feeling slightly uncomfortable inside. She knew that such treatment came only because of Luo Shu’s influence.