His own cave dwelling was already in sight.
A graceful figure stood quietly at the entrance of the cave, looking towards Li Ping'an—who else could it be but Qing Su?
Qing Su was dressed in an ice blue long dress, her slender and tall figure graceful and poised like jade standing erect. Her waterfall-like black hair casually cascaded down, her beautiful face captivating without any need for makeup. Her long eyelashes and delicate nose added a touch of playfulness to her appearance.
A fairy born in the north, estranged from the world and standing alone.
Li Ping'an leapt to the entrance of the cave dwelling and bowed respectfully to his master, "Master!"
Qing Su nodded slightly, her hands clasped behind her back as she once again took on the dignified air of a master.
She asked softly, "Did you gain anything from your trip outside?"
"Yes," Li Ping'an said, "In discussing the way of emptiness with others, I had some insights, and my Dao heart and cultivation have both advanced."