Mrs. Ning was silent for a moment, but she still crossed the threshold and stepped into the small courtyard.
Every plant and tree in the courtyard had been personally arranged by Mrs. Ning these days; she was naturally familiar with them.
Following the flowerbed, she entered the house inside. Perhaps because Venerable Priest Liao Chen had moved in, the courtyard now contained some Daoist items—portraits, incense burners, Pu Tuan, all neatly arranged.
Mrs. Ning slowly moved forward, not waiting for Liao Chen to invite her, she took the initiative to light three incense sticks, respectfully bowed three times in front of the portrait, then stood up and placed the three incense sticks into the incense burner before slowly turning to face him.
From beginning to end, Venerable Priest Liao Chen watched silently as Mrs. Ning carried out her series of actions, without speaking. A mysterious glint flickered in his dead, glazed eyes, as though he was contemplating something.
