Although the snow had stopped, the city head remained a vast expanse of silver white.
"Mr. Xiao Xie."
The long night was about to end, with a hint of dawn appearing in the distant sky. Chu Guo pressed his hands into the snow on the city wall, speaking somewhat nervously: "You sent me back to Chu Country earlier, and then never appeared again... Was it because of the old case in the Moon Hidden Realm?"
"..."
Xie Xuanyi remained silent.
Chu Guo was very smart and instantly guessed the reason.
Since parting in Li Kingdom, Xie Xuanyi had not met this young man again.
He had gifted his "Spring Breeze Grass" umbrella sword to the young man, a symbol of their relationship to some extent.
Although the days of cultivation in Taoyuan were short.
The bond between teacher and disciple, the grace of imparted teachings, were true.
