At that time, Langdang Mountain Territory, the setting sun's afterglow, unusually tranquil.
Chen Yuan emerged from underground, dressed in green clothes, his brows slightly weary, yet his eyes gleaming brightly.
"Summon the Piaoqi back," he instructed the subordinate who hurried over to pay respects, gesturing with his hand.
"Yes!"
After the subordinate left, Chen Yuan walked leisurely on the land of this former Prince Mansion site, feeling the flow of earth's aura beneath his feet, experiencing an overwhelming sense of unity.
The array within could be considered complete as well.
Before long, he heard the sound of wind at his ear, followed by the familiar aroma of wine wafting towards him.
"Chen, is this the end of your retreat?" Old Man Dong appeared, holding a golden-yellow, shiny wine gourd polished with oil, eagerly inquiring.
