In the darkness, Ye Shu's gaze was cold and sinister, his smile mocking: "I'll bear my own fate, no need for your sympathy or pity."
Outside the wooden house, the heavy winter thunder rumbled continuously, the wild wind swept cold rain to cleanse the city, and from the clouds, a storm had unknowingly descended.
Ye Shu's face was cold, he retreated two steps, already donned in his outer robes, no longer looking at Chang'an's desolate and sorrowful gaze, he angrily kicked over the stool, pushed the door open, and walked into the storm.
The reunion night ended unhappily.
The next day, the winter rain cleared, and the morning sky was gray and somewhat lifeless.
The gate of the Lin Family Marquis Mansion creaked open, and the yawning gatekeeper got up early to guard the door.
