"This is the place," Ge Dongxu nodded in response.
"This location is quite nice, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, tranquil and with a broad view. The elder must have liked it here," Elder Feng remarked with a sigh, then took the Huadiao Wine Ge Dongxu handed to him, poured it in front of Ren Yao's grave, and recounted to him the events of the past years.
After paying respects to Ren Yao, Elder Feng took a walk around the Daoist temple. When he saw the portrait of Ren Yao enshrined in the temple, he couldn't help but remember the past, tears streaming down his face.
Having offered incense to Ren Yao's portrait and personally cleaned the Daoist temple, Elder Feng finally left the temple.
"Let's head back; I'll have to rely on you from now on. It's inconvenient for me to move around due to my master's identity," Elder Feng said, reluctantly taking one last look around before speaking to Ge Dongxu outside the temple.
