Elder Peng had been living quite comfortably at Luohua Manor lately. He had deeply experienced the benefits of the valley's Bamboo Forest. Not only had his overall spirits improved greatly, even his respiratory symptoms had eased considerably.
An ordinary person would have wanted to stay in the valley every moment of every day. Yuan Zihao and his eldest son-in-law, for example, were like that.
But Elder Peng was different. He was famously unable to sit still. He had loved wandering about in the past, and only cut back on his activities when his health no longer allowed it. Now that he was feeling better, he was starting to get restless again.
Of course, restlessness was only one reason. He had a more important reason: he hoped to visit Luohua Manor often.
Old Wu, who had been sent away, had entertained the same idea, but he had gone about it in an inadvisable way. Elder Peng did not want to repeat his mistake.
So while he paid attention to maintaining his health, he also wanted to learn more about Feng Jun's preferences—as long as it did not violate the manor's rules.
He was free to walk along the road from the valley to the manor. That was also one of the manor's rules: as long as he did not wander around recklessly. Accidentally entering the Spirit Plant Formation or something similar would be asking to be banished.
When he saw Hu Shengwei talking with Feng Jun, he naturally stopped walking. They were not having a private conversation, so he could listen.
—Hu Shengwei would have liked to speak to Feng Jun in private, but unfortunately, he was not even qualified to enter the front building. He could only talk in the courtyard.
After expressing his gratitude, Hu Shengwei pleaded for quite