"Since Miss Li is still waiting for someone, it's not necessary to bother her. Let's have Martial Friend Wu lead the way. We'll be around your sect for a while anyway. We can catch up anytime." Shen Luo smiled and said.
"Well... okay then." Li Shu slightly hesitated and nodded.
After bidding goodbye, WuMing took Shen Luo and another person into the thatched cottage.
The cottage was simply furnished with only an Eight Immortals Table and four long benches, with tea set in the middle. WuMing didn't offer them seats but directly led them towards the back door of the cottage.
As they passed through the door, the brightness of the sky rushed clear. It was no longer the bleak appearance of lonely islands in the blue sea that they had seen outside.
Outside the cottage was a white stone square nearly a hundred feet in size, with buildings constructed on either side. It was bustling with people wearing attire bearing the symbol of Mount Putuo passing back and forth.
