Uncle Feng waved his robes and brought Su Zimo into the void.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived before a majestic, beautiful and lush mountain peak!
At the foot of the mountain, there was a quiet and unique villa surrounded by clear water and gentle willows.
When they approached, Su Zimo looked up and saw a plaque hanging above the villa with three words written—Gu Yao Courtyard.
For some unknown reason, his heart skipped a beat when he saw those words.
He seemed to have thought of something but did not dare to think too deeply.
"You can go in."
Uncle Feng said, "Master is inside."
Master?
Su Zimo had a realization.
Previously, he had guessed that Uncle Feng might have the backing of a Saint-level expert. It was probably the master of this Gu Yao Courtyard.
Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and pushed open the wooden door gently with both hands, stepping into the courtyard.