Old Friend

"Oh, hehe, this is Xiao Ye's seat, he is our son, and now he is still in the forest looking for medicinal leaves with our other servant A San. He should be back in a while, he used to be back by sunset," said old man Wang.

Luo Xiang pulled his lips, he was also not that curious. Judging from his demeanour and the energy of the people in front of him, they were just ordinary citizens with no martial skills or internal strength. Maybe they really are just ordinary farmers.

Night's getting late. Luo Xiang and Bai Ying had already occupied Old Man Wang's back bungalow which was unexpectedly quite comfortable for them to live in.

A clean bed with thick blankets and it smells good, obviously maybe because it was cleaned and cared for by the woman who owns the house carefully.