Zhou Shaoyuan was also there. When he saw Zhou Sen arrive, he immediately stepped forward. "Elder Zhou Sen, Fifth Elder, you have arrived."
Then he said to Wentian, "Brother Jianyi, Worthy Nephew Mingwei, we have been waiting for you."
Wentian cupped his hands and said, "Family Head Zhou, I will leave my son in your arrangements. I came this time to see Senior Zhou. There is something I wish to ask him in person."
Zhou Sen nodded to Zhou Shaoyuan, and Zhou Shaoyuan said, "Then Brother Jianyi, come with me."
Zhou Shaoyuan immediately brought Wentian to pay respects to Zhou Qingfang.
He was not far upstream, sitting on a blue stone, holding a bamboo pole and fishing. Beside him stood a fair-skinned girl around twelve or thirteen years old.
Opposite Zhou Qingfang was also an old man with gray-white hair, likewise fishing by the stream.
"Ancestor, Jianyi Wentian has come."
"I know. You may go."
"Yes, Ancestor."
