C43 At the Door a Mouthful of Spiritual Tea!!

Atop Guardian Peak, above the mist, stood an ancient wooden structure, grand in its architecture and embraced by verdant trees. The air was filled with the calls of cranes, and on the bamboo gate of the courtyard hung a sign reading "Qingfeng Residence."

As Lin Xuan approached, shrouded in a wisp of green mist, the Black River Deacon seemed to have already sensed his presence