An old, roaring laugh, full of swagger and delight.
The laughter spread like a tide, resonating across the mountain ridges.
At the same time.
An oppressive aura enveloped the entire forest.
At noon, with the autumn sun high in the sky.
Yet at this moment, dark clouds billowed, gradually spreading through the dense forest.
Fearful expressions appeared on the faces of Cao Ruohua and others.
They looked towards the source of the laughter, flustered.
But He Zhongwen was filled with joy, respectfully bowing towards that direction, shouting loudly, "Welcome, Master Mou Shan!"
"Zhang Fu greets Master Mou Shan!"
Zhang Fu also pulled Zhang Gaoshuang, and shouted respectfully towards that direction.
Standing behind them, Jia Yun and his son Jia Weicheng, first looked startled, then bewildered and ecstatic.
Jia Yun, guessing somewhat about the identity of the newcomer, quickly pulled Jia Weicheng to bow down.
"Roar~"
Suddenly.
