Rumble… Rumble…

Sounds of thunder continuously rumbled outwards. Concentrated sounds of raindrops poured down.

Because of the great nourishment from the Snow Swallow Nest Soup and the Ironhead Dogfish, Lin Xi was both full and warm, waves of heat rising from within him. When he saw that the rain was even greater than yesterday, he wanted to ask Jiang Xiaoyi to cultivate in the rain with him.

However, right at this time, he heard someone chatting with Elder Mo, just that it was hard to hear clearly under the sound of rain.

A moment later, Elder Mo’s footsteps sounded on the wooden stairs, walking closer and closer. Lin Xi knew that someone else might be looking for him.

Sure enough, when Elder Mo wasn’t far from his entrance, he said, “Sir Lin, there is someone who urgently wishes to see you.”

Lin Xi replied, quickly opening the door and leaving. As Elder Mo descended the stairs, he saw an honest looking, slow speeched farmer dressed in a pair of straw sandals.

Even before he could say anything, this farmer seemed to be sure that he was the ‘Sir Lin’ everyone spoke of. As such, he directly knelt down with a putong noise, nervous and not good at speaking to begin with. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Out of panic, with another pa sound,...