The woman was startled, a hint of vigilance flashing in her eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.
She carefully observed Song Yan for a moment, then suddenly smiled, a hint of admiration and gratitude in her eyes.
She turned and softly called towards the backyard: "A Qing, come quickly."
From the backyard, there had been faint rustling sounds of trimming flowers and plants. Hearing the woman's call, a man dressed in a coarse cloth long gown lifted the curtain and walked out.
It was Liang Feng.
Compared to their meeting on Bei Ya Mountain a few years ago, the gloom in his brow had dissipated considerably. His Cultivation remained at Qi Refining Stage 6, but his complexion had improved greatly.
"Daoist Song!" Liang Feng's eyes lit up with surprise when he saw Song Yan. He quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands: "It's been years, but your demeanor is as impressive as ever."
Song Yan smiled slightly: "You look well. It seems Lanxi Cave is a good place to live."
