A Bad Move

"It's you guys," Li Nianfan politely replied. "Brother Lin, Lady Qingyun."

Lin Mufeng smiled and said, "We didn't expect to run into you lake drifting here, Mr. Li. What a coincidence."

Li Nianfan gestured them to the awning of the raft, "Please, let's chat on the raft, Brother Lin. Daji, prepare some tea."

"Sorry for the disturbance then." Lin Mufeng and Lin Qingyun were secretly overjoyed that they could talk to the expert.

After a while of chatting.

Li Nianfan asked curiously, "Where are you going? I noticed there were a lot of cultivators flying by. Did something happen?"

Lin Mufeng said, "To be honest, Mr. Li, there are rumors of leftover Immortal Relics at the Clear Moon Lake. That's why there are a lot of cultivators. We're here to try our luck, too."

"Immortal Relics?" Li Nianfan was instantly intrigued. "I wonder what it looks like."