Ming Greets Master!

Su Jingxing was a little confused.

Three days have passed?

It hasn't even been three minutes, has it?

Su Jingxing wasn't the only one. The others were equally confused, stunned, and in disbelief.

"That… that was too fast, right?" Nian Ling'er murmured in a daze.

Nian Susu was equally confused. "F-First Chief and the King did say that once one enters the Soul Refining Tower, time will pass very quickly."

"But it's too fast. I haven't even begun to refine my soul and it's already over."

"That's right. I just felt it, and it was time."

"Will I have a chance to come in again?"

"You're thinking too much. It opens once a year, and there are only eight spots each time. Our next turn might not come even if we wait a thousand years."

"…"

The others spoke up one after another, displeased, dissatisfied, and indignant.