Zhou Xiaoli had the same idea, so she nodded.
The two of them left after taking the umbrella.
The snow had just begun to fall, so the mountain path was still easy to walk on. The two of them chatted along the way and soon arrived at their destination.
When the two of them arrived, Yuan Zhengchun was cooking.
"Master, don't cook anymore. It's the Laba Festival today. Come down the mountain with us."
Seeing his two disciples arrive, Yuan Zhengcun immediately beamed with joy. However, he did not like to trouble others, so he refused.
Zhou Xiaoli naturally knew her master's temperament, so she did not give him a chance to refuse.
