More than two months had passed when Lu Ming returned to Southern Mountain once again.
When he just left, everything in Southern Mountain was still in its early stages. The farmland remained uncultivated, and the living spaces in the caves were only roughly constructed.
But this time, as Lu Ming returned, he could see the patches of black rice fields from a distance.
As he walked up the mountain, he soon heard some commotion in the distance.
Before the people arrived, the voices reached him!
"Mr. Lu, you're finally back."
There was no urgency in his tone, just a casual greeting, not suggesting any problems in Southern Mountain.
Lu Ming smiled and nodded in the direction of the voice and saw Velo and Fala walking down from the mountain.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Velo," Lu Ming said as soon as Velo and Fala approached.
