Ever since Zhang Jingyun and Song Zhishan left that inn, they had not encountered a single attack. The two of them walked side by side along winding mountain trails, traversed lush forests, and crossed babbling brooks, walking a very, very long way.
Along this journey, Song Zhishan's state of mind had quietly shifted. She was no longer as reserved as when they first met, when she always maintained a polite yet slightly distant attitude.
Clearly, she smiled much more now. Like a young maiden coming into her spring, she frequently took the initiative to chat with Zhang Jingyun, asking whether his cultivation life in the Tandao Sect was dull, if he had ever met any junior sister who stirred his heart, who else was in his family, and whether he had ever faced life-or-death crises during his past trials.
Chapter 72