Atop the Dragon Viewing Platform, Zhang Xiaoman and Ye Cang sat opposite each other, their eyes emitting a silver radiance. In conjunction with the surrounding fairy-tale scenery of mist-enshrouded mountains and clouds, they truly resembled True Immortals from another realm.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Xiaoman gave him some guidance on the next direction of study before draining his teacup and standing up to say,
"Now that all that needs to be said has been covered, I won't linger here any longer. I still need to visit the Dragon Sleep Stone Mine. Would elder Ye be interested in joining me?"
Having said this, he strolled to the edge of the pavilion, outside of which a fine rain had started to fall without notice.
Ye Cang also rose to his feet, his movements unfettered despite his age well into the nineties, exhibiting none of the typical hindrances of his age.
