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A belt of barren wilderness bordered the White Reed Province. It was late at night, and flurries of snow danced through the air.
Inside a run-down Daoist Temple, Fang Han was warming a jug of wine beside a blazing bonfire.
Off to the side, Su Yi was sprawled out in a wicker chair, eyes half open as he admired the snowy landscape.
Two days prior, when the curtains fell on the Mirror Lake Immortal Assembly, a group of Immortal Lords enthusiastically fawned at him. Eventually, he couldn’t take all the pleasantries anymore, so he bade Fu Yunzhong farewell, took Fang Han, and left.
The two of them traversed the mountains and rivers on foot. Tonight, when a blizzard hit, the two of them sought shelter in this run-down Daoist Temple.
The ground was frozen solid. Snow blanketed the entire mountain.
But they’d built a bonfire in this run-down temple in the wilderness, and they were warming a jug of aged wine. That was more than comfort enough.
Before long, Fang Han offered the heated wine to Su Yi. “We’ve already reached the White Reed Province. Where… do you plan to take me?”
Su Yi accepted the wine, took a big swig, and sighed in apparent satisfaction...
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