Late that night.

About ten miles northwest of Celestial Palace City, the winds carried flurries of snow through silver mountains.

Although it was late at night, the ethereal glow of the moon reflected off the snow, illuminating heaven and earth and dispersing the darkness.

Thousand Snows Lake was surrounded by mountains on all four sides. A single black-awning boat floated on its waters.

There was a little red clay stove on deck, with a pot hanging over the fire. Over a dozen seasonings were floating in the boiling, steaming red liquid. 

Cha Jin sat on one side with more than ten fresh ingredients laid out beside her, including tender, fresh vegetables, meats sliced as thin as a cicada’s wing, mushrooms, duck intestines, and beef aorta. 

Su Yi ate and drank in contentment.

The snow-filled skies were calm and quiet.

He sat here in the darkness and bone-chilling winds, dining with a peerless beauty beside him, floating on the surface of the lake and enjoying piping-hot hot pot. This was unquestionably a rare pleasure.

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