On top of Guifeng Mountain, in a thatched hut, Hu Yang, wearing a sleeveless shirt and sandals, was lazily sitting on a wooden table with his legs crossed. He held a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right, closing his eyes and counting something.,When Hu Yang spoke, his hands remained clasped together as he tilted his head and looked towards the end of the road.,Seeing this, Lu Wan disregarded his astonishment at how Hu Yang had discovered it and immediately rushed to Yun Yanan's side.。