A young man with beads of sweat on his forehead, handsome with a chiseled face, his cheekbones sharp and angled, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, giving off an air of unrestrained freedom.,"Hmm," Nangong Jin retracted his hand somewhat awkwardly, but didn't mind. He pointed the way and smiled, "Please come in. We've already prepared tea, snacks, and fruit.",A deep, ominous voice came from outside the door. The sound appeared so abruptly, as if it had materialized out of thin air.。