This trip down the mountain had indeed brought him across many acquaintances, and Song Yan couldn't help but lament how small the Chu Kingdom truly was.
For some unknown reason, Rong Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with joy: "Daoist Song, it's been several years since we last parted!"
Rong Xiaofeng's enthusiasm exceeded Song Yan's expectations.
He always felt that he wasn't that close with this couple.
With a hint of doubt in his heart, Song Yan still cupped his hands and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Rong's demeanor is even more impressive than before. I'm ashamed to say, I was also invited to Bei Ya Mountain for the Flower Festival previously, but due to pressing matters, I wasn't able to pay a visit."
"No matter, no matter!" Rong Xiaofeng laughed heartily, his gaze falling on Wang Ke beside Song Yan: "This must be Fellow Daoist Wang Ke, who has recently risen to fame in the Dao of Chess, right?"
