In a living room filled with bronze artifacts, the calming incense in the copper burner had long been extinguished and wasn't lit again.
On a dark wood tea table, a faint fragrance from the camellia wafted through the air, as a man and a woman enjoyed their tea in a calm and leisurely manner.
Qin Ming entered the room and instantly recognized them. The man was Cheng He, looking a little over thirty, with a peaceful expression and hair that shimmered with a faint green glow.
"Good lad, it's been two years since we last met, and you look even more spirited than before!" Cheng He stood up and strode over, a smile on his face as he placed his hands on Qin Ming's shoulders and shook him amiably.
"Fourth Uncle," Qin Ming smiled and greeted.
In the past, while his relationship with Cheng He had been ordinary with little interaction, seeing him smile now made it impossible for Qin Ming to respond coldly.
"Yes, indeed. You have a very vibrant energy in your body. A good seedling for the path of rebirth," Cheng He remarked, his eyes flashing with a hint of green as he appraised Qin Ming.