章 37: Chapter 37 Green Mangoes

Mount Qingmang harbors Immortals.

This is a legend known to all who live near Mount Qingmang.

However, no one had ever seen one.

But it did lend the mountain a mysterious allure, drawing tourists from all directions and bringing bustle to the once-impoverished Qingmang Town.

Xue An arrived with his two daughters on the tourist coach, everything in front of him both familiar and strange.

When he left, it was just a remote little town, but it had become much more prosperous now.

Rows of restaurants and bars stood side by side, with men and women in vibrant clothes coming and going incessantly.

And straight down the street in the distance towered Mount Qingmang, its peak perennially enshrouded in mist, seldom willing to disperse.

Xue An squinted at it for a moment.

As a child, he had ventured into Mount Qingmang and found nothing unusual.