"Elder Brother Dai should be sending someone to pick me up, right?"
Lu Yang said, confident that the kind-hearted Elder Brother Dai would not leave him in the perilous Extreme Northern Lands without care.
"Keep a low profile before the Sect sends someone. Pretend to be an ordinary person swept up in the mundane world."
"Is Little Lu there?" A voice came from outside the door, it was Murong You's.
"Please come in."
Murong You entered with a cheerful concern, "Are you getting used to living here? If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know. My name still carries some weight on this Rain Street."
"Not bad, not bad, the living place is quite nice."
Lu Yang took the initiative to pour tea for Murong You. Unlike the delicate fairies, he was not fussy about where he lived; as long as he had a place to stay, he was content.