The buildings above nearly serve entirely for these two purposes.
As for missions, they must be released down the mountain.
Next, it's about the living quarters.
"There are quite a few vacant houses here, where would you like to live?" Duanmu Qing asked Gu An.
"Is there a house by the river?" Gu An asked respectfully.
Gu An, now in his forties or fifties, bowed his head in front of a young man, which looked rather bitter.
It was also very easy to be looked down upon.
Feeling like he had lived half a lifetime and yet not amounted to a child.
Gu An himself didn't feel much, but the people around him noticed.
For a moment, everyone was quite curious about who this older uncle was.
After all, there aren't disciples as old as him on the mountain.
When Gu An arrived, he also felt out of place.
