C472 Master Visits

On the day that Daoist Master Mo Chen came, the sky was clear and the air was clear. Unlike the winter, the more he immersed himself in was the brightness and thoroughness of a spring day. The blue sky was almost entirely devoid of clouds, so brightly lit was it. After looking at them for so long, his eyes were rather dazzling. Gu Hong Yan was lying on the rocking chair with her eyes closed