"Farewell, Immortal Master!"
The Rosy Cloud Boat ascended from Guanyun Peak, piercing through the clouds and fading into the horizon. Li Xuanfeng and the cultivators all stood up. Xiao Chuting, as always, made some polite remarks, waved his hand to disperse the crowd, then vanished above Guanyun Peak.
The area immediately became lively, and a group quickly surrounded Li Xuanfeng, all vying to speak with him.
"Taoist Fellow! I am from the Wu Family in the south of the county...
Before this person could finish speaking, another person cut in with a bowing gesture:
"May I inquire if Taoist Fellow is already wed? I am from the Chang Family to the east of the county...
"You!"
The two men immediately started snarling at each other, gritting their teeth. Li Xuanfeng, getting a headache from listening, watched as Xiao Yongling quickly intervened to stop them, shouting:
"Gentlemen! This place is Guanyun Peak! Please, hold your hands and take your grievances down the mountain!"
