Ordinary people were not allowed into Feng Jun's backyard. The two Assistant Lis were no exception.
But Sister Weihong had no such reservations. She had been to the backyard with Feng Jun before, so she brought her younger sister over.
She did not notice that after Zhang Caixin had taken only two steps into the backyard, her eyes lit up. After a few more steps, they shone even brighter, and she casually—or seemingly casually—swept her gaze around the pavilion.
Seeing Sister Weihong enter the backyard at such a brisk pace, Good Scenery hurriedly set down her teacup, pressed a finger to her lips, and made a shushing gesture at her. Then she silently pointed at Wang Haifeng, who was meditating with his eyes closed.
"As if I didn't know," Sister Weihong muttered softly. It was not as though she had never seen anyone cultivate before. In fact... she had started cultivating herself.
Still, despite saying that, she lightened her footsteps and reminded her sister not to make any noise.
Zhang Caixin's heart was practically pounding out of her throat, but she had to keep up an unconcerned expression.
Yet when she reached the pavilion, she felt her act was a little unnecessary. The place where Wang Haifeng and Good Scenery were was precisely the area with the densest spiritual energy.
In other words, they had known these secrets all along, hadn't they?
Sister Weihong was not particularly sensitive to spiritual energy. She knew the Bamboo Forest had been altered by Feng Jun, had witnessed that extraordinary sight, and could sense its wonders. But she knew nothing at all about this pavilion, only that being here made her feel more at ease.
She took her sister around the pavilion for a look, then walked down from the artificial hill and stood