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Ye Xuan, along with Jiang Shan, arrived at another bamboo-constructed wooden house.
The exterior of the wooden house resembled a regular house, surrounded by a small patch of verdant bamboo forest, with a clear stream flowing gently through it.
Even in the darkness of night, a few fish in the stream were clearly visible under the moonlight.
Jiang Shan approached the wooden house and gently knocked on the door, saying, "Old Family Head, Mr. Ye Xuan has arrived."
"Hmm."
A voice responded from inside.
Immediately after, the wooden door was opened from the inside.
An elder in a purple robe appeared, his expression warm and friendly. With a light laugh, he looked at Ye Xuan and said, "Young friend Ye Xuan has finally arrived."
"Haha, how could I dare not come when the old Family Head of the Jiangs invites."
Ye Xuan appeared very humble, as the old Family Head of the Yan Country's Jiang Family before him held a position of great reverence, deserving Ye Xuan's respect.
