The next day, the heavy snow that had been going on and on finally stopped. A ray of sunlight shone on the earth, where thin and small cylindrical ice crystals refracted it into colorful lights that filled the air. It looked magnificent from afar.
Nonetheless, the sun only looked the part in winter; it was not warm at all.
Ou Yangming walked next to Xue Xuanle and asked softly, "Young Lady Xuanle, where are we going now?"
Xue Xuanle glanced at him and held the corner of her shirt with her right hand while she answered, "Huixun City—the biggest city in Zhangzhou."
Ou Yangming was overjoyed. He wielded his fists and responded, "Really? I heard that Zhanghou's biggest city is extremely bustling, but I've never been there."
Xue Xuanle kept observing him through the corner of her eye as though she wanted to figure out something from his face, but she could not notice anything apart from his joy.
