Everyone turned around and saw that Tan Rou with Xiao Mo was pushing Zhuang Liu across the small bridge as they slowly walked toward the courtyard.
The middle-aged man clapped his hands happily. "Young friend, you're finally here! I told my old fellows that you were coming over, but they didn't believe me. They insisted you didn't like my place and clear soup!"
Zhuang Liu greeted him with a smile. "That's not true. This place is unique and elegant. It's a rare mystical realm, not to mention the priceless ornaments in your house. I've long admired your collection. Today, I can finally broaden my horizons."
The surrounding people also chimed in happily. "That's right. This place is really a paradise. You wouldn't want to leave this place after coming here once!"
