Gu An and Xiaochuan sat in the courtyard, chatting earnestly about the past.
As they discussed those bygone days, both were filled with emotion, and when the topic turned to their deceased friends, they fell into brief silences.
"Since I let you leave the valley, have you been satisfied with the life you've lived over these past decades?" Gu An asked.
Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Of course, I'm satisfied. I've lived a life without regrets, even glimpsing the Immortal Dao. How could a mortal like me not be content? Those who aren't content probably live their whole lives in repression. With such a mentality, no matter how high their cultivation level, they'll never be satisfied."
Gu An couldn't help but raise his teacup and toast him—it was indeed a rare broad-mindedness.
