With this thought in mind, An Xuan raised his hand, and the door to the private room swung open.
Yan Chengju, who had just reached the threshold, froze for a moment. He lowered his head and peered cautiously into the room, only to be met by An Xuan’s calm expression.
"Come in," An Xuan said. "I assume you wanted to have a word with us."
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