Under the bright moonlight.
When Li Boyang saw off Li Jingshu, who was full of joy, only the silent chirping of cicadas remained around.
Occasional barks from the village would gradually quiet down at the scolding of the Huodous.
This is the present Li Family Village, a peaceful and serene mountain village.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that these mountains could become so prosperous."
With a long, deep sigh, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness not far away.
The figure wasn't particularly tall, yet it emitted an undeniable aura of power.
Anyone who saw him for the first time would inevitably focus on that aged face.
It was a testament to the passage of time and the mark of wisdom.
"Prosperity?"
Not at all surprised by the old man's appearance, Li Boyang merely turned around calmly.
At some point, the Celestial Eye at his brow had quietly opened, staring intently at the old man's figure without shifting.
