Yang Jing and Sun Ningxiang slowly entered the Lin Residence, accompanied by Lin Weiyuan, his son Lin Ziheng, and a group of Lin Family Elders.
Inside were carved beams, painted rafters, and deep courtyards. Exotic flowers and plants lined the bluestone paths, and the evening breeze carried waves of delicate fragrance.
Along the way, servants in matching attire bowed to them from time to time, their eyes filled with reverence.
Just as the group passed through the Moon Gate of the Front Courtyard, several women approached gracefully along a distant corridor. Leading them was a beautiful middle-aged woman who still retained all her charm.
She wore a dark red brocade robe embroidered with trailing lotus vines, and a jade dangling hairpin adorned her bun. Her face was gentle, while her brows held the dignified bearing of a household's mistress.
At the sight of her, the nearby Lin Family elders and younger members stopped and bowed, calling out respectfully:
"Greetings, Madam."
"Greetings, Mother."
Lin Weiyuan turned and introduced her to Yang Jing with a smile. "Young Master Yang, this is my wife."
Then he turned to the beautiful woman and said warmly, "My dear, this is Young Master Yang Jing of the Profound Truth Sect. Young and accomplished, he made his name in a single battle at the Fu Mountain Grand Competition. This is Miss Sun Ningxiang, another outstanding disciple of the Profound Truth Sect."
Yang Jing promptly cupped his hands in greeting, his tone humble. "I am Yang Jing. It is an honor to meet you, Madam Lin."
Sun Ningxiang bowed as well and said in a clear voice, "I am Sun Ningxiang. It is an honor to meet you, Madam Lin."
A gentle smile appeared on Madam Lin's face as she nodded to them. "There is no need for