"Eating, drinking, playing, and hanging out with scoundrels!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The hearty laughter of the three men echoed throughout the Qingfeng Pavilion, shaking it to the extent that it almost drowned out the melodious opera singing.
Even the Daoists paused their conversations, exchanged glances, and shook their heads with a smile.
"Pity that today was so peaceful, yet disturbed by worldly men."
The head of Chongyang Temple, Jiang Xin Zhenren, said with a smile, "That statement is incorrect. Without noise, how can one speak of the mundane world?"
"Haha, well said, Jiang Xin Zhenren, truly eloquent!"
Amidst the lively atmosphere, no one noticed that Taichua Goddess Yin Weiyin initially looked astonished, then her gaze slowly turned somber.
You're here too, aren't you...
Having known him for so long, Yin Weiyin instantly recognized the most familiar voice among the three laughs.
She wouldn't mistake it.
