"It's so lively at night," Chu Yi said with a smile as he slowly walked in the direction of the pavilion.
His handsome face reflected a warm orange firelight and a smile like the spring breeze—warm and bright.
It was as if the blizzard had softened with his arrival. The wind became soothing, and the snow lightened.
Juan Bi was relieved.
In the pavilion, Gu Yanfei turned to look in Chu Yi's direction.
The moment their eyes met, Chu Yi smiled. The smile could not help but overflow from his eyes, making his face even gentler.
Si Hai followed beside him like a shadow, holding a tung oil umbrella. Gu Yuan also rushed to the manor with Chu Yi.
Gu Yuan walked behind Chu Yi. He quietly carried the long saber at his waist with one hand and walked with his head held high, looking sharp.
He looked warily around at the dark figures lurking in the darkness and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his sister was safe and sound. Fortunately…
