At a Golden City lake garden not too far away from the noodle house.
Two figures strolled around the lake as they chatted.
"This garden hasn't changed too much over all these years. It's probably the least commercialized place in the entire Golden City now. It's been a few years since I was last here," Sword11 introduced the place casually.
"It's pretty good for morning exercises." Lin Huang saw some older men and women beginning their morning exercises here, but there was one more thing he did not say aloud— that this place was even better for plaza dancing.
"You're not a hundred years old yet, are you?" Sword11 asked suddenly.
"Nope." Lin Huang gave a minimal reply without telling Sword11 that he was actually only nineteen.
"To think your Sword Dao is already approaching the true meaning, and you're not even a hundred yet. That's some talent and potential you have there," Sword11 praised him.
