Gu An and Xiaochuan sat in the courtyard chatting with great enthusiasm about the past.
When they spoke of those olden times, they both harbored many sighs, and when it came to those long-departed friends, they would fall into brief silences.
"I sent you out of the valley, these many decades, have you been satisfied with your life?" Gu An asked.
Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Of course, I'm satisfied. At least I have no regrets in life. I've even glimpsed the Immortal Path. How can a mortal who achieves my level not be content? Those who aren't satisfied are probably oppressed their whole life. With that state of mind, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they'll never be content."
Gu An couldn't help but raise his teacup to toast him; such openness was truly rare.
