Under Qingyun Mountain.
When Su Changyu saw Ye Ping again, his heart was filled with uncontrollable joy.
The reason being, all along, Su Changyu had been afraid that Ye Ping would encounter a mishap in Qingzhou Ancient City.
He had even braced himself for Ye Ping's death.
However, now that an unharmed Ye Ping had appeared in front of him, Su Changyu naturally could not suppress the joy in his heart.
As long as Ye Ping was alive, that was better than anything else.
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
Ye Ping hurriedly walked over and bowed to Su Changyu.
He looked extremely respectful and his eyes were full of joy too.
"Forgo the formality."
Although he was elated, Su Changyu's expression was extremely calm on the surface.
"Eldest Senior Brother, who's this?"
After returning to his senses, Ye Ping could not help but look at the person beside Su Changyu.
