Ah Dai stopped, the chirping of insects and birds was so clear. He knew he had entered the area where Goris's wooden house was located. He stood there, his body trembling slightly with excitement, and slowly opened his eyes. Three small wooden houses appeared before him, everything seemed to have remained the same, the scenery around still covered in thick fog. The fresh air refreshed his spirit. Finally, he had returned. After an interval of seven years, he had returned at last.
"Master Goris--" Ah Dai called out loudly, how he wished to see the familiar and elderly face of Goris!
