Upon witnessing this scene, the man's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and a dark line flashed across his face. Why did he find that these old men nowadays liked to show off like this? His grandfather also liked to live in a place with a bamboo grove, as did Old Master Mu. Could it be that this is what fits the image of a senior master?
At this moment, Old Master Mu was sitting dazed by the pond in the bamboo grove courtyard, quietly lost in thought as he looked at the shimmering water surface.
Although Old Master Mu had already reached the age of seventy, his appearance showed few signs of aging. His hair was white yet youthful, and his elderly face was extraordinarily rosy, completely unlike what one would expect from a person of his age.
Footsteps echoed nearby, yet Old Master Mu remained unmoved, still staring blankly at the pond, with no intention of getting up to greet anyone.
