I Want To Change My Clothes

"Zhang shi!" Upon seeing Zhang Xuan, the Inceptive Sage of the Seer Guild quickly greeted him with a clasped fist.

"Is Elder Feng still doing well?" Zhang Xuan replied the greeting.

Back then, while he was in the Shrine of Seers, he had unwittingly destroyed the other party's treasure and tore down the entire place. In the end, he even caused the other party to be struck by lightning too, and that had left him feeling deeply guilt-ridden.

"He's in the midst of a seclusion at the moment." the Inceptive Sage of the Seer Guild replied. "He seems to be a little down at the moment for some reason…"

Hearing those words, Zhang Xuan scratched his head awkwardly.

He could still remember the imposing air that Elder Feng carried with him when they had first met, and he couldn't help but feel that he was the cause of the other party's slump.