On a mountain peak north of Crimson Cloud Mountain.
Two figures strolled through the golden forest in the autumn breeze. Once they passed through the woods, their view suddenly opened up, and a breathtaking landscape shrouded in a sea of clouds soon appeared before them.
Zhang Yurong's eyes immediately lit up at the sight, and she could not help but praise it.
"I've visited quite a few places over the years, but I never expected Crimson Cloud Mountain's scenery to be this beautiful. Had I known about this place earlier, I really should have come to see it sooner."
"When you left, Crimson Cloud Mountain was nowhere near as good as it is now. Everything at the foot of the mountain was built bit by bit by us over these years. I happened to discover this place a few years ago. You should be only the second person to come here."
After more than a month of secluded recuperation, although Song Yuanhao's internal injuries had yet to fully recover, his complexion had improved greatly. At this moment, there was no longer much outward sign of anything amiss.
"Oh! Senior Brother Song has never brought anyone else here? Then I am truly honored!" Zhang Yurong was slightly surprised by Song Yuanhao's introduction, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.
After hearing the somewhat suggestive reply, Song Yuanhao likewise smiled faintly, then continued introducing the surrounding scenery to Zhang Yurong.
The two stood atop the mountain peak like this, peacefully admiring the lingering glow of the setting sun as dusk descended.
Only after that dazzling crimson light in the sky had sunk below the horizon, when the two were about to turn and leave, did Song Yuanhao suddenly look at Zhang Yurong beside him and ask directly.
"Junior Sister Zhang, I