"It seems that your cultivation has improved. I assume you've had some fortunate encounters. I've always known that you are not an ordinary person. When we meet again on the Immortal Method path, don't forget about me."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai smiled brilliantly and responded:
"Certainly."
Watching the other person leave, Zhao Huai felt a mixture of emotions welling up in his heart.
The path of Immortal Cultivation was inherently lonely.
Encounters were all due to fate; whether the meeting happened sooner or later, there would always come a day of departure.
There would always be more opportunities for encounter in life.
Pei Xiangyun looked at his side profile as he was lost in thought and asked cautiously,
"Brother-in-law, are you a cultivator from a sect?"
Zhao Huai glanced at her and shook his head self-mockingly,
"Me? I'm just a loose cultivator."
After that, Zhao Huai continued to lead Pei Xiangyun on their way home.
Along the way, people constantly greeted him.