Zhang Rongfang's question received no answer.
The man continued to stare at the stone house, motionless.
"Senior?"
Zhang Rongfang spoke again.
Still no response.
He turned to look at Ran Xinyue. The latter shook her head at him, indicating she didn't know either.
Zhang Rongfang turned back, calmed down, and simply waited quietly by the side.
Since he needed something from the man, he had to take the initiative to show respect.
The two of them made no further movements, just waited quietly.
Time flowed on, the sound of the wind still howled.
The mist on the mountaintop slowly dissipated.
The sunlight almost gilded the entire mountaintop in gold.
"Senior." Zhang Rongfang finally spoke again.
"Who are you calling?" This time, the man actually responded immediately.
"Are you talking to me?" He slightly turned his head, looking over here. In his eyes, compared to just now, there seemed to be something strange.
That kind of demeanor....
