Lord Willow God sneered lightly.
Then, without saying any more, he walked straight towards a certain direction.
"Huh? What does this mean?"
Jiang Hui touched the tip of his nose, utterly confused.
…
Above, the sun shone brightly, the sky was as blue as a wash, the wind was soft, and there was a faint scent of osmanthus flowers in the air.
Upon parting with Jiang Hui, Lord Willow God returned directly to his own bamboo house.
Inside the house, the furnishings were still extraordinarily simple, without a single superfluous item.
His gaze passed through the open window to look at the back of the house.
In the distance, the green mountains were lush, vast and beautiful. The surrounding mountains stood tall, their peaks lofty and majestic. The sound of rushing water could be heard from time to time, as well as the chirping of a flock of birds. The waterfalls were like silver snakes, the river and sea were like green silks…