For cultivators, most of the people they knew in their long lives were just passerby on the journey.
They had met for various reasons and separated for various reasons. After a long time, they had long become accustomed to it.
It was often said that cultivators were emotionless, but in reality, they did not dare to fall in love, or else they would continue to suffer the pain of separation.
However, there were some people who would quietly appear in their lives and then leave without a sound.
When one had already forgotten about the other party, he would suddenly appear in front of one. Looking at the familiar face, it was as if yesterday had suddenly reappeared.
"Sir Tang Zhen, long time no see."
The lady below laughed softly as she stared at Tang Zhen without blinking.
"So it's you, Sir loofy. I didn't think we'd meet here. It's really unexpected."
Tang Zhen replied with a smile. After which, he leaped and landed in the garden.
