Lin Luoran is covering the root of the peach tree with earth and her shoes are stained by mud. Lin looks up and sees a comely young man peeping at the door. She didn’t notice his presence until he is standing in front of her, which means that he is a cultivator—

“Sorry, I don’t actually deserve being called a Sister, but my last name is indeed Lin… Master, are you here to look for me?”

Lin Luoran checks on the man naturally. His baby face stops her from ...