Zhou Qingyu opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Chu Zhiyuan had already disappeared.
She sighed and looked at the main house.
The snoring was high and low, rising and falling, indicating her parents snored even while sleeping.
She looked up at the bright moon.
A bright moon still hung high in the sky, half-covered by silver clouds.
The soft moonlight fell upon her, soaking in through her pores.
She found the moonlit scenery indescribably beautiful.
Unbidden, memories of earlier experiences flashed through her mind—thinking of those towering peaks, the bustling noise, and the magnificent flower-shaped hall.
Everything seemed like a dream.
...
Chu Zhiyuan appeared in the Heaven-Reaching Hall.
Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge were both inside, sitting cross-legged on meditation cushions, practicing martial arts.
Seeing him appear, Zhang Ji Yuan smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother, still busy? How's it going?"
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
