"Master Jing Mo, why have you come before the appointed time?" Li Shiming looked at Master Jing Mo and asked curiously.
Master Jing Mo was not a man of haste. In the past six months or so, he had accepted three alchemy orders from the Beishu Trading Company.
Master Jing Mo always came at the two-month deadline, never before. He did this to avoid disturbing Li Shiming.
No matter Li Shiming's reasons for coming to the secular world, it was a rare opportunity for cultivation of the mind.
As a late-stage Golden Core Cultivator, how could Master Jing Mo not understand the importance of this.
Thus, when Li Shiming saw Master Jing Mo's unexpected visit, he was quite surprised.
"Master Li, you're in some trouble. According to spies I left in the Mingxin Sect, the False Infant Ancestor is conditioning his body and is preparing to leave seclusion to come find you!" Master Jing Mo replied anxiously.
Li Shiming was taken aback; he hadn't expected it to be about this matter.
