Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Come to think of it, this happened five years ago. At first, he almost mistook the girl for a bandit and killed her, but Lin Li corrected his mistake.

He remembered that the girl was dressed as a boy and spoke in a very informal, unruly manner. When they chatted, she would say things like, "I have a friend who is a free spirit and a rebellious person. He was really a very interesting person."

Thinking about it, Mu An's lips curled up slightly, preparing to make a few teasing remarks.

Unexpectedly, before he could even speak, her bowed back and respectful attitude silenced all his words.

"Yang He greets you, senior. Several years have passed since we last met. You are still as dashing as ever. It is truly Yang He's good fortune to meet you again."

Looking at Yang He, whose back was bent at almost a ninety-degree angle, Mu An's smile froze for a moment. The smile that was already on his lips...

"Isn't this the young Yang Guang? How come his gender and name have changed as he's grown up?"

The words I had prepared were swallowed back down and turned into a single sentence.

"Well, I've been doing alright these past few years. How about you?"

Yang He straightened up from her bent-over position, a fake smile appearing on her face.

"Thanks to your kindness, senior, I'm doing alright."

Mu An looked at her face, then at her arm, then at the smile on her face, and after a while, she finally spoke and asked.

"Where are the others? Why are you the only one here?"

Yang He's face stiffened, and she almost couldn't maintain her composure. She took a small breath and forced out a somewhat awkward smile.

"Reporting to Senior, after we parted ways, the caravan encountered some problems, and now I'm all alone."

Mu An remained silent for a while. He looked at Yang He and found that although the girl from back then was still dressed in men's clothing, she was no longer obsessed with hiding her gender.

His skin had darkened considerably, bearing the marks of wind and sun exposure. His hands were covered in thick calluses and prominent scars.

His martial arts skills have improved significantly compared to a few years ago, and in terms of the amount of true qi alone, he has already reached the first-class level.

Anyone with half a brain can see that Yang He has not had an easy time these past few years.

With her reminiscing completely gone, Mu An pretended not to understand the meaning behind those words and instead asked, "It seems you're capable of handling things on your own now. The girl by the fire back then has finally realized her dream."

Yang He paused, then lowered her head slightly to hide the fleeting bitterness on her face.

When she looked up again, a formulaic smile was on her face.

"I was ignorant back then and made a lot of jokes. I hope you can forgive me, senior."

Mu An shook his head and spoke in a tone that sounded like a joke.

"A teenage girl practicing martial arts day and night, traveling through the mountains and fields with her family's caravan, enduring wind and rain." This is hardly a joke.

Whether it's pursuing freedom, chasing dreams, or simply trying to escape a predetermined fate, reaching this point is already quite an achievement.

Yang He smiled, touched her hair, and tried to hide her emotions as much as possible, but her voice still trembled slightly.

"Senior is too kind. To be honest, my grand ambitions back then were nothing more than childish tantrums. The idea of ​​changing my own destiny seems ridiculous now. It was just an immature child trying to shirk responsibility."

Yang He paused, then continued to mock herself, "My so-called efforts were far too little, so much so that no amount of regret could change that. If only I had been more careful back then..."

As if she had thought of something sad, Yang He's eyes reddened slightly, but she still forced a smile at Mu An.

"Senior, is there something you need to do in Qingzhou City? It has been many years since we last met. I am very happy to see you again. May I entertain you as a way of repaying you for your care back then?"

Mu An glanced at Yang He. How could he not guess that Yang He wanted to use this opportunity to build a relationship with him? But he still smiled and agreed.

He was also curious about what had happened to turn that spirited young girl into what she is now.

Compared to five years ago, Yang He is now better suited to survive in this world, but she is just as lifeless and exhausted, with not a trace of brilliance in her life.

Just like back then, it's not a matter of right or wrong; it's just a story, a life experience, and there's no harm in listening to it.

"There are indeed some important matters, and having a knowledgeable acquaintance there would make things much easier."

Yang He bowed respectfully again, "Senior, if there is anything you need help with, please just say so. I will do my best to help you solve your problems."

"Are you familiar with the local power structures in Qingzhou?"

Yang He immediately cupped his hands in greeting, "Please rest assured, senior. I have dealt with many forces in various parts of Qingzhou over the years, and I will definitely satisfy you."

"Do you know anything about the Chu family of Qingjiang? I'm in Qingzhou today to see them."

Upon hearing Mu An's question, Yang He was slightly taken aback, secretly marveling at the coincidence!

Although she really wanted to say some good things about her own family and more bad things about the Chu family, she still tried her best to answer Mu An's questions objectively.

"Sir, you may not know that the Chu family in Qingzhou City and the Chu family in Qingjiang are not the same thing. If you are looking for the Chu family in Qingjiang, then you have come to the wrong place."

Tell me more.

"About a hundred years ago, the Chu family split into two parts due to ideological disputes. One branch of the family left Qingjiang City, where the Chu family had been cultivating for generations, and came to our Qingzhou City."

The Chu family of Qingjiang is the Chu family that most people know. It is a powerful family with a history of five hundred years.

The Chu family, who moved into our Qingzhou City, is not a powerful force. Their main business is running schools and clinics.

At first, no one believed that the Chu family would come to Qingzhou City to do good deeds, but more than a hundred years later, no matter how much people disliked the Chu family, they had to admit that they had really done a lot for the people of the city.

The Chu family of Qingjiang was completely different. They acted tyrannically, kept gangs, and oppressed the people. They were no different from local tyrants in Qingjiang City. Dealing with them was disgusting.

I wonder if you've ever heard of the Soul-Severing Pavilion, the assassin organization that was raised by the Chu family of Qingjiang.

Anyone who offended them was killed; almost everyone who had a conflict with the Chu family of Qingjiang was assassinated.

Even during the Taizhou rebellion a few years ago, this assassin organization was involved!

When Yang He said this, her tone changed significantly; it could even be described as gritting her teeth.

Mu An glanced at her and guessed what was going on.

He nodded slightly, acknowledging Yang He's explanation, but he still hadn't made up his mind.

To find out the truth, you can't just listen to one side of the story; you have to see for yourself.

But he had a premonition that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this time they were about to go on a killing spree.

Mu An touched the Flowing Clouds pendant at his waist and sighed inwardly.

How could the world be so dark, driving such a kind-hearted man to this point? Alas...

Thinking it over, he picked up the wine flask at his waist and downed it in one gulp.

"Senior, may I have a smoke of my pipe?"

"Do as you please, but it's best to smoke less tobacco and the like."

"Drunkenness is harmful to health; young master should drink less."

The tone of the rebuttal and the abrupt change in address startled Mu An, who then burst out laughing.

"Want a drink?"

"I am very grateful for the fine wine from Young Master Mu Lin."

"Mu An"

"Yanghe"

"You've matured quite a bit."

"Thank you for your kind words, senior. It is truly my honor to know the Commander-in-Chief."