At the foot of Crimson Cloud Mountain, inside Li's Teahouse on the west side of the marketplace streets.
Though it was in an ordinary location off the main street, this old teahouse, which had been open for a hundred years, still attracted no small number of customers.
Inside the teahouse, a Yellow-clothed Woman stood behind the counter, busily arranging for two attendants to serve the customers.
By the stove not far away, a man in yellow robes held a bamboo scroll containing a cultivation technique and read it intently. He was so absorbed that he failed to notice even the sound of the tea water boiling beside him.
Hearing the persistent sputtering sounds from nearby, Song Linyu sighed and hurried over to the stove, directly removing the boiling kettle.
Bai Jingyun, who was seated nearby, immediately sensed the change. When he looked up, a somewhat apologetic smile appeared on his face.
"I got too absorbed just now and nearly caused trouble again. I've been here for so long, yet somehow I still can't fully fit in."
"Husband, I know there are matters weighing on your heart, but some things cannot be rushed. You still have to take them one step at a time.
My master once told me, 'Since you have come, make peace with it.' I believe Heaven never bars every path. No matter what happens, we will always find a solution."
Just as Song Linyu spoke to comfort Bai Jingyun, a Green-robed Figure arrived at the teahouse entrance, instantly drawing the attention of the two inside.
"Master!"
Seeing that the newcomer was Song Qingming, his master who had been cultivating in seclusion atop the mountain for so long, Bai Jingyun was so astonished that he thought his eyes had deceived him.
After standing there blankly for a moment,