Because the road was quite slippery, Ling Zhenfei's car was moving very slowly, and by the time he reached the mountain village where Ru Meng was, it was morning, and daylight had already broken.
In the distant sky, a splash of pre-dawn light had already appeared, and Ling Zhenfei drove straight to the yard where Ru Meng stayed.
Ru Meng's small courtyard remained the same as before. Although it was winter, Ru Meng still managed to make the courtyard lush and green, with an abundance of herbs growing, looking incredibly beautiful.
Needless to say, Ru Meng was probably engaging in morning practice by then, as those who cultivate Northern Spiritual Energy cannot waste the prime time for spiritual energy, which is most abundant in the morning.
Of course, Ling Zhenfei knew this fact, and for someone like Ru Meng, who was enthusiastic about cultivation, it was even more pertinent.
