After that, the screen turned off, and the door opened.
MingHua scratched his head, "I am sure the door was locked before, sis is just messing with me," he mumbled with an annoyed tone, but his lips curved into a smile.
He is happy seeing his sister act like this. It's like she is coming out of her shell.
The sister he knew always had a stoic expression, was cold, and almost never smiled. Every day was always about cultivating.
Entering inside, he found his sister sitting on the couch. She then pointed at her side.
"Why are you calling me this late at night, sis? Did you have a problem with your boyfriend? I know it. It's only a matter of time before..."
"You brat, shut up. You are lucky I am in a good mood now."
MingHua let out a chuckle and then took a seat.
"So, what is it?"
"Have you met with the Fang Clan?"
