With a heart full of excitement, Jiang Chen strode directly into the small courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard stood a house, where a figure enveloped in thick mist sat cross-legged. As Jiang Chen drew closer, the mist seemed to sense a kindred warmth of shared blood and slowly dispersed, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in a light cyan robe, possessing an extraordinary and otherworldly aura.
The middle-aged man in the light cyan robe was looking at him with a warm smile on his face.
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