Watching the figure swiftly descending the mountain, a faint smile played on Xia Liu's lips.
Without giving it much thought, he too used his movement technique.
Moments later, he arrived at the old site of Osmanthus Village.
Since most of the village had been turned into a playground for children, many places were in an unsightly state.
Yet, there was one house that remained unchanged.
The courtyard gate was still clean.
It was Xia Liu's home. Standing at the door, Xia Liu didn't immediately push it open and enter.
Because right now, Mo Wanqing was living there.
A gentle knock on the gate brought Mo Wanqing out shortly after, dressed in simple clothing.
Seeing Xia Liu, she seemed a little surprised. It had been nearly three months, and this guy had finally shown up.
"Aunt Qing, staying here must have been a little inconvenient for you."
"What inconvenience? I used to live in houses like this. Coming back now is just a return to the past."
Mo Wanqing responded naturally.
