The city walls were towering and majestic, with a bustling scene below. There were commoners discussing among themselves, guards conducting checks, scholars elegantly discussing the spring scenery, and old friends catching up.0

“Did you come from outside the city? Did you arrive just in time for the first day of the month?” the heroine asked.0

“Just as planned,” Song You replied.0

“Why did you arrive so late?” she inquired.0

“I was delayed on the road,” he admitted.0

The Daoist and the heroine stood face to face at the city gate.0

“I was worried that you might not come to Changjing at all or that you might have come but not sought me out,” Heroine Wu said with a smile. “Or perhaps you remembered the wrong gate.”0

“I was concerned that you might have forgotten the agreement we made or that I might have arrived too late, and you would no longer be in Changjing,” Song You confessed. “Or that you might be here but think I would not come.”0

The heroine tucked her hands into her sleeves and continued chatting with him, “People of the jianghu value trust and integrity. If we didn’t have an agreement, that would be another matter. But since we did, how could we easily breach our trust with each other?0

“I had some business to attend to and arrived late that day. By...0