Yi Feng produced the wine gourd, everything set up, and he joyfully clapped his hands.
A chicken leg, a sip of wine, and Yi Feng was content.
Despite the late autumn season, the mountains still housed numerous small creatures, their cicada-like calls resonating through the air, accompanied by moths drawn to the light.
Yi Feng looked upward.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and after a few sips of wine, while not intoxicated, he felt a mild lightheadedness.
In his heart, memories from his past life, of his hometown, surged to the surface.
The distant skyscrapers, the city's hustle and bustle, the captivating games like King of Glory and League of Legends, his family, and the friends and brothers from his past life...
"Lifting my gaze to the radiant moon, lowering my head and thinking of my hometown!"
Yi Feng raised his cup in homage to the moon, his eyes, at some point, becoming misty.
"Sir not only writes good poems but seems to be a person with a story." Outside the courtyard, two graceful figures emerged, and a voice rang out. As the voice faded, the coldness concealed in the woman's eyes subtly dissipated.
In truth, the two women had been observing for a while.
This location in the Mulberry Palace Mountain was crucial.
On the surface, the two women enjoyed peace and quiet, exploring the mountains and playing in the water. In secret, they stationed here to address any unforeseen circumstances.
For two years, no strangers had entered. Yi Feng, as a mere mortal, had caused quite a stir. Even though he was just an ordinary person, he had long captured the attention of the two women.
Yet now, it seemed they had misconstrued the situation.
"It turns out to be two young ladies. I apologize for the disturbance," Yi Feng quickly saluted, inviting the two women to sit by the fire, and apologized, "If I've disturbed you, that's not good. Originally, I wanted to tidy up these foods to send to both of you, but since you're here, how about we eat together?"
The woman in white cast a glance at Yi Feng.
For some reason, she sensed a different kind of connection with this mortal young man. Initially disinterested in such mundane matters, she unexpectedly seated herself near the fire.