"But... there should still be opportunities to communicate again, right!" Andrew wasn't too pessimistic about it.
In terms of magic power and magic, I have reached a whole new stage.
Even though I'm still Tier Three, if I went back to more than a month ago and faced Rose, Fleur, and that swarm of Desolate Beast attacks, I would definitely win more easily.
"Actually, looking at it this way, it's only the 'speed of tier advancement' that has slowed down, not the 'speed of cultivation'." Thinking this way, Andrew's mood improved.
Knock knock, a knocking sound suddenly rang out.
An Ya's voice sounded from outside the door: "My lord, are you there?"
Andrew collected his thoughts, waved his hand remotely, and opened the door while smiling, saying, "Didn't I already tell you, there's no need to knock every time you come to find me here.
Is it urgent?"
Although An Ya is a workaholic, she usually wouldn't come to find me at this hour.
Not entirely for avoiding suspicion.
