Meanwhile, Moran and Gu Feng arrived as promised to chat with the old man.
In front of the old man's courtyard stood a massive tree. Most of its leaves had fallen, yet the entire courtyard remained spotless, free of any heavy clutter of fallen leaves.
Beneath the tree, the old man sat in a rocking chair, gently waving a small handheld fan from time to time, as though the autumn breeze were not particularly chilly.
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