At this moment, Yang Yifeng revisited his old haunts and saw old friends, his heart filled with an exceptional sense of emotion.
Earlier, when Yang Yifeng had not yet left Jiangzhou, he used to live with the old guy near a desolate mountain, and on the other side of the mountain was a small village. Xiao Tong and Cai Fen were siblings, and Yang Yifeng had encountered them when he went up the mountain to gather herbs, thus, a bond was formed.
However, after Yang Yifeng left Jiangzhou, nearly ten years had passed, and had it not been for his exceptional memory, he would not have recognized Cai Fen and Xiao Tong as they passed by just now.
"Brother Feng… you've finally come back!"
Seeing that the person in front of them was Yang Yifeng, whom they had yearned for over the years, their eyes reddened in an instant, especially Cai Fen, who had a deep affection for Yang Yifeng when she was little. Seeing him now naturally filled her heart with joy.