Lingxiu Village Manor.
A familiar figure stood at the window looking at the village scenery, with a cigar between his fingers that he occasionally brought to his lips for a puff.
Liu Zixuan walked in: "You..."
"What? Don't recognize me?" Wang Liang turned around with a meaningful smile.
"Uncle Liang!" Liu Zixuan walked over with a smile: "How could I forget you!"
"Don't, calling me 'uncle' feels a bit strange, just call me Wang Liang or Liangzi!" Wang Liang waved his hand and sat on the sofa, "I thought you'd be despondent after getting hit by the Netherworld Palm, but you seem quite at ease now. I guess I was overthinking!"
Liu Zixuan chuckled awkwardly: "Not really, I was indeed a bit stuck on it before, but today I met someone who gave me some advice."
"Got it figured out?" Wang Liang didn't rush to ask who that person was, as if he already knew.
Liu Zixuan shook his head: "Figured out part of it, but I'll get the rest eventually!"
