At that moment, Li Chang'an's clothing and appearance were no different from a mortal's.
With a leisurely expression, he walked through one bustling street after another.
Before he knew it.
He arrived before a large mansion.
By mortal standards, the mansion was quite imposing and likely belonged to a wealthy family.
A plaque hung above its vermilion gates, bearing the words "Wang Family Mansion."
"This is the place."
Li Chang'an stopped there.
This was precisely the place that had stirred something within him.
Following that feeling, he spotted a young man.
The young man's face was pale and pleading as he knelt outside the gates.
Strange. I've never met this young man. His appearance and aura are completely unfamiliar to me, so why does he seem familiar?
Puzzled, Li Chang'an examined him carefully with his senses.
He was certain.
In all the two hundred-plus years of his life, he had never met this young man.
Yet for some reason, the longer he looked, the more familiar the young man seemed, as though he were an old friend.
Before today, only Qingyue ever gave me this feeling.
Li Chang'an pondered.
Back then, to cultivate the Immortal Gazing Technique, he had made a special trip to the Moonwatch Sect in search of a spiritual land.
The instant he met Qingyue, an elder of the Moonwatch Sect, they had both felt a sense of familiarity, as though they had met in a previous life.
Precisely because of that.
Qingyue often found excuses to visit him and brought up becoming Dao companions from time to time.
Li Chang'an had thought that sense of familiarity was merely a coincidence.
He had never expected it.
Today, that exact same feeling had appeared again.
"Who is this young man, and why is he kneeling here?"
He looked