บท 87: Possibility of Evolution for the Spiritual Stove (I)

“Mh?” He was about to head back to his hotel as quickly as possible, in order to cultivate and to meditate on his previous insight. But with a glance, not far ahead, he saw a blue bamboo cane lightly hitting the ground, making harmonious _du, du, du_ sounds.

It was her! Long Hao Chen’s heart skipped a bit and instantly, his joy from the insight almost disappeared, and instead, a tingling and confused feeling filled his heart.

Quickly advancing, Long Hao Chen called out in a low voice, “Cai’er.”

Cai’er who was walking forward immediately stopped her steps, “Long Hao Chen, is it you?”

Long Hao Chen had already arrived by her side, “It’s me.”

Cai’er faintly smiled. Although she was wearing a veil, as before, and her face couldn’t be seen, Long Hao Chen was absolutely sure that she was currently smiling.

“Take me home, okay?” She took once again the initiative to lift up her hand.