Zhang Xiaohua looked at Nie Qianyu's little face and nodded. Then he turned around... Xiao Juzi led Huanhuan not far away. Zhang Xiaohua walked over to Xiao Juzi, saw that she too was shedding tears of parting, sighed, and floated onto Huanhuan's back. Looking back at Nie Qianyu, he patted Huanhuan's bald horn, and Huanhuan trotted toward the convoy.
Peacock looked at the Four Unlike Zhang Xiaohua was riding and asked softly, "Is this Four Unlike Ren Xiaoyao's mount?"
Valley Master Nie answered with a placating smile, "Yes. This Four Unlike is very intelligent. Its name is Huanhuan."
"Mm." Peacock neither confirmed nor denied it. With a wave of her hand, she said, "Set out."
Steward Yang shouted, "By Lord Kong's order, set out!"
At once, people and carriages began moving, and the convoy was about to depart.
Steward Yang turned back and clasped his fists toward Valley Master Nie. "Elder Brother Nie, this brother is leaving now. If there is a chance, we shall meet again."
At this moment, Steward Yang no longer bothered to address him as Valley Master Nie.
Valley Master Nie looked at the old friend he had known for decades and clasped his fists as well. "Very well, brother. May you have a safe journey. If you have the chance, come to Hui Chun Valley. This elder brother will await your honored arrival at any time."
"Haha." Their eyes were both slightly moist as they laughed and parted.
Yet at that very moment, another cry came from afar. "Brother Ren, Brother Ren..."
Lord Kong, who was just about to enter her carriage, immediately stopped and raised her head to look into the distance.
Over there, Nie Qianyu seemed to have remembered something. She took an object from her bosom and cried out, "Brother Ren, wait..."