[ Xue Yang knocks on the door and patiently waits for Xiao Xingchen to open it. Once he's allowed in, it's obvious that the late hour isn't the only thing unusual.
Perhaps to a normal person it might not be noticeable, but to someone with an elevated sense of smell (say, a cultivator, and even more so a cultivator without sight), the scent of blood on him is distinct and unmistakable. Xue Yang doesn't acknowledge it. ]
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Then I'll be there soon.
[ Xue Yang knocks on the door and patiently waits for Xiao Xingchen to open it. Once he's allowed in, it's obvious that the late hour isn't the only thing unusual.
Perhaps to a normal person it might not be noticeable, but to someone with an elevated sense of smell (say, a cultivator, and even more so a cultivator without sight), the scent of blood on him is distinct and unmistakable. Xue Yang doesn't acknowledge it. ]
Before you ask, I've already had dinner tonight.