Time flew by, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the Da Feng Dynasty, Luo Mountain Prefecture, Qingshi City,
Within the Luo Family Ancestral Land, a certain courtyard that appeared slightly ancient and constantly emanated waves of mysterious aura.
At this moment, Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family,
Was sitting quietly under a simple Stone Pavilion.
He held a porcelain teacup in his hand, his eyes slightly squinted.
Drinking the cold tea in his hand, he silently gazed into the distance.
"You've arrived?"
After finishing the tea in his hand, Luo Changfeng spoke softly towards the empty space in front of him.
"Yes, I've arrived."
"The journey here left me quite thirsty. Brother Luo, I'll have some tea first; we can talk about matters later…"
Fu Qiu, dressed in a somewhat flashy purple robe,
Nonchalantly picked up a porcelain teacup from the stone table,
And then poured himself a full cup of tea.
Not until he had drained the tea in his hand,