Ling Hua and Yan Qing stepped into Qiyun Mountain, instantly causing a stir among all the people there, who rushed out to greet them hurriedly.
Yan Qing didn't know what it was usually like when Ling Hua came to Qiyun Mountain, but this time, he noticed that the people of Qiyun Mountain seemed overly lively. Some were not only beaming with joy but also dancing with excitement, appearing extremely thrilled.
Even the steward of Qiyun Mountain, who was over fifty years old, didn't retain much of his composed demeanor, walking briskly as if carried by the wind. From the moment he saw him, the smile never left his face as he kept talking to him, introducing Qiyun Mountain enthusiastically while they walked.
Finding a moment, Yan Qing lowered his voice to Ling Hua and said, "The people of your Qiyun Mountain are quite interesting."