"It's getting late, let's go back."
True Master Guang Qin glanced at the dark sky outside the window, suppressing his numerous doubts, and slowly walked out of the room.
"Alright."
True Master Guang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, accompanying him over the threshold, and they both disappeared into thin air.
*
Serene Snow Garden.
The young men gathered around, gently chiding and fussing over Mu Fan, parting only deep into the night.
After Mu Fan saw off the guests, he exited the house, came to the well in the courtyard, removing his shirt, fetched a bucket of cold water, and poured it over his head.
"Splash."
A bucket of water poured from head to toe, washing away the bloodstains on his body.
"It's chilly in late autumn, washing like this will give you a chill."
Lin Qingluo drifted into the small courtyard like a wisp of smoke, gazing at him, brimming with disapproval.
"Sister, you haven't gone to bed yet?"
