Honest Villagers, Kindhearted Master and Disciple

Guangzhou.

A small fishing village by the sea—this was where He Qiong and Li Qi had lived for many years.

After arriving in Lingnan, He Qiong had once asked Qing Niangzi where she wished to go so she could lead the way, but Qing Niangzi had merely said she had not decided yet and told He Qiong to take her wherever she saw fit. Though puzzled, He Qiong did not ask further and brought her to her hometown.

"Ah?"

"Isn't that He Qiong?"

When the villagers saw He Qiong return, they were even more astonished and swarmed around her.

"Young Lady He, did you find your Master?"

"Come!"

"Today's catch was especially good—take a fish home with you!"

"Young Lady He, and take these too."

The villagers crowded around He Qiong, competing to give her things. From this alone, it was clear that He Qiong had an excellent reputation in these parts.

It took the two of them quite some effort to break free from the encirclement of those enthusiastic villagers.

"Whew!"

He Qiong let out a sigh of relief.

Yet somehow, several fish had already been hung from Brother Ox's horns.

"Everyone is far too generous! Honestly..."

Looking at the fish hanging from the ox horns, He Qiong sighed helplessly, though her face wore a smile.

After all, she had been away for so long.

To return and still feel the warmth of her hometown made her so happy.

"It is because you have such a good image in their hearts."

Qing Niangzi spoke slowly.

The villagers were simple and honest, and supplies were scarce. If they did not truly approve of someone in their hearts, they would never casually give things away. The items hanging from the ox horns—were they not the result of the reputation Li Qi