Elder Yuan and his companions were truly perplexed. Yang Yuxin's daughter had actually become an apprentice of the owner of this place?
What they didn't realize was that this was just the first shock they'd receive today.
Around seven-thirty, Yang Yuxin also appeared, and she, along with Gao Qiang, took everyone on a tour of the manor.
Unknowingly, it had been over a year since Feng Jun had taken over this manor. The flowers and trees within, constantly absorbing spiritual energy, grew exceptionally lush.
As they strolled along, they neared the valley, and the group quickly took notice of the thick white mist emanating from the spirit formation.
"You can take pictures of this white mist if you want," Yang Yuxin spoke solemnly, "but I have to inform everyone in advance that beyond the white mist, no photography is allowed. Please cooperate with us."
Beyond the white mist was the Lingzhi Formation, and among this group, there were quite a few who knew their stuff.