Just as Senior Brother Niu was about to speak, a flurry of footsteps could be heard from not far outside the mountain gate. A figure had appeared there at some point and was now walking towards them.
Surprised, everyone looked over in that direction, including Shen Luo.
They saw a young man in the attire of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, wearing a woven bamboo hat, rhythmically ascending the stone steps, slowly approaching the mountain gate.
The man had jet-black hair, a somewhat thin figure, and his face half concealed by the bamboo hat. Yet, the semi-visible contours hinted at his extraordinary attractiveness, exuding an air of transcendence.
"Who is that?" Someone whispered.
"Why is he in our Spring and Autumn Pavilion robes? He looks unfamiliar…" another person expressed their doubt.
"Could it be him?" Shen Luo had a guess in his heart, but he didn't voice it.
