"Lao Qi, I asked you, what did you dream about in the illusion just now? Why were you so angry?" Rong Da asked in a low voice.
Rong Qi's glance subtly flicked to Feng Yueya, then countered, "What did you dream about?"
"…Nothing much." Rong Da evasively shook his head.
Rong Qi sized him up, then taunted with a laugh, "Looking at you, I know you dreamed about Niao Niao."
"…" Rong Da's dark face suddenly flushed.
He shouldn't have brought him here to talk.
Flying over the sea of flowers, then up the mountain peaks, on a mountainside, they saw a large valley in which sat a delicately designed courtyard.
The courtyard was surrounded by various flowers, plants, trees, and there were even fields and vegetable gardens that had been cultivated.
It seemed that Taixu Zi had already taken up a life of complete seclusion.
Everything about his daily living was contained within this valley.
"That might be where Taixu Zi lives," Hai Ruoyan pointed at the courtyard below and said.