When Li Fan returned, Li Hongyi's eyes were still red. The mother and daughter reunited, and it was evident they had cried together.
"Xiao Fan, sit." After her grief, Cui Yushang looked at Li Fan with a gentle smile. Despite wearing simple clothes, she still appeared graceful and composed, making others feel very comfortable.
A direct descendant of the Cui Family, twenty years ago, she was also a revered daughter of the Cui Family.
"Thank you, Aunt Cui." Li Fan sat down at the pavilion by the pond.
"Although I've never been to Li Mountain, I've heard of its reputation. You're a Li Mountain disciple, and I have nothing substantial to offer you as a gift. This kindness, dear to my heart, I'm afraid I cannot repay," Cui Yushang said softly.
"Aunt Cui, Red Yi and I have been through life and death together in Lin'an County. It's what we should do; there's no need for repayment," Li Fan replied.
