Ye Luo couldn't figure it out.
'How did a Junior Loose Cultivator like Li Chang'an get an invitation?'
"Daoist Ye, let's head inside," Li Chang'an said with a smile.
Hearing this, Ye Luo could only suppress his doubts for the moment and follow him into the residence.
The view before them changed the moment they stepped inside.
After all, this was the residence of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator.
This residence held a world of its own within.
Dense green bamboo grew all around, water murmured by, and a subtle fragrance wafted through the air, making it feel as though they were in the midst of mountains and streams.
Zheng Qingqing, dressed in a long, bluish-green gown, was in a pavilion not far away.
Upon seeing Li Chang'an, a smile immediately blossomed on her lovely face.
"Daoist Li, come and have a seat."
"Alright."
Li Chang'an agreed and walked over.
Behind him, Ye Luo shuddered and rubbed his ears in disbelief.
'Daoist Li?'
