Zhang Yan noticed his sudden change in attitude, finding it somewhat peculiar. His gaze flickered as he stood in the air and smiled, saying, "Dong Jin Daoist, feel free to speak your mind."
Dong Jinzi swept his eyes around the surroundings and said, "This is not the place for conversation. Li Daoist, come with me."
Zhang Yan readily agreed, "Alright."
Seeing his straightforward response, Dong Jinzi couldn't help but glance at him, nod slightly, and take the lead by soaring on a cloud. After traveling for about an hour, he descended into a secluded mountain valley void of human traces.
The valley was tranquil and remote, with streams flowing gently, cliffs covered in strange flowers and grasses, and chirping birds singing amid the forest—indeed, a picturesque scene. Spotting two large stones within the valley resembling players facing each other, Dong Jinzi descended and took a seat on one stone, while Zhang Yan naturally landed on the other.
