Chapter 277 Hongjun's Reminder

In the thatched cottage,

a thin old Daoist clad in a white robe was smilingly watching the delicate woman before him.

Houtu bowed and performed a salute, and the old Daoist raised his hand to point at a seat beside him, speaking slowly, "It has been a long time since our last meeting."

"Teacher, how come you have suddenly come to this place?"

Houtu poured tea at the side and presented it before the old Daoist; he accepted it with a smile, sipped the tea, and nodded in approval.

Houtu was indeed feeling somewhat puzzled at this moment.

She was only a recognized disciple of the teacher, and back when she attended lectures from the Chaos Sea, she was the latest to arrive and the first to leave, barely exchanging a few words with the teacher.

"Sit down, let's talk," the old Daoist urged with a gentle voice.

Houtu dared not presume too much, bowed to the old Daoist, and took her seat on a wooden chair to the side.