Early in the morning, Li Fan stroked his three strands of fine beard as he stepped out of the training room, sighing at the snowy scenery of Qingyue Stream.
"Ah~~ Life between heaven and earth is like a swiftly passing white colt through a gap, sudden and fleeting. Who would have thought that a retreat would turn out to be such a sea change! Time flies, years pass like a shuttle! It truly makes one sigh and lament~~~"
Just then, Ah Sha, dressed in a single robe and carrying a sword, walked out the door, squinting at Li Fan, whose temples were frosty, his goat beard prominent, yet his face was strikingly unusual, smooth as jade, looking quite like a dashing and saucy old man. She couldn't help but tease, "Senior brother, it's only been three days and you're restless again? And what's with that face of yours? Can doing math problems also lead to obsession and madness?"
