On the tenth of May, it is auspicious for travel, gatherings, forming alliances, and moving to a new home.
On this day, the sky was clear, not a cloud in sight, a rare good weather.
Chen Ming wore a brand-new blue outfit, with a long sword hanging at his waist, looking exceptionally heroic. Upon leaving the gate, he waved to signal his elder brother and sister-in-law not to see him off, and boarded the carriage waiting for him.
Sitting inside the carriage was Zhang Mingyu.
"Senior Brother."
He greeted, taking a seat opposite him.
Zhang Mingyu examined him and praised, "Junior Brother, you're looking more impressive every day."
"Senior Brother, you are also becoming more awe-inspiring."
Chen Ming politely returned the compliment.
The exchange of pleasantries was a social etiquette.
Zhang Mingyu said, "Junior Brother, did you know that our Little Junior Sister returned a few days ago."
"I heard. Is she now a disciple of the Xiaoshui Sect?"
