Ye Guan soon arrived at Mount Shenwu. There was a three-hundred-meter-tall tower at the summit of Mount Shenwu. It was a magnificent tower that pierced the clouds.

Ye Guan was about to walk into the tower, but a voice echoed behind him. “Young Lord Ye!” 

Ye Guan turned around and saw a woman in the distance. 

The woman was dressed in a light green robe, and a white sash across her waist wrapped and emphasized her elegant curves. Her long hair was tied neatly into a ponytail, and it was long enough to reach her bottom. 

She was carrying a few scrolls in her hands. 

Ye Guanzhi smiled sweetly at Ye Guan. Her smile was refreshing, making her give off a feeling similar to a spring breeze.

Ye Guan was on guard until he finally recognized the woman. “Lady Ye!” 

Ye Guanzhi smiled and asked, “Are you up for a stroll with me, Young Lord Ye?”

Ye Guan nodded. “Sure!” 

The two soon walked together down a path with the beautiful scenery of Mount Shenwu behind them. The greenery of Mount Shenwu swayed gently along...