"Hoo..."
Li Xiaofeng took a deep breath and slowly began to speak:
"About seventy years ago, when I was sixteen, I lived by fishing on Bai Bo Lake."
"My father passed away early, and my family was impoverished. Our life was extremely difficult, and even though I fished tirelessly day and night, I could barely make ends meet."
His tone was drifting, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes:
"At that time, I didn't even dare to have thoughts of marrying and having children, only hoping to raise my younger siblings."
"But just when I thought my life would pass by like this, an unexpected turn occurred..."
Zhang Yao listening to his account suddenly felt a familiar sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard this story somewhere before.
"That's it, Spring Orchid once mentioned that Li Xiaofeng had met an Immortal on Bai Bo Lake!"
He recalled, and his heart couldn't help but shake violently, his gaze slightly changed.
