Cold winds sweep across the courtyard, a flurry of flowers follow the dawn's hue. Do not ask Mister Chen why he grieves over his white hair, how many times can one experience the same thing in life.
Under the Nether Spring, after sending off Xu Wei, Chen Dengming stayed in the Nether Cave for seven days and nights until he confirmed that Xu Wei's soul had sunk deep into the depths of the Nether Spring, and then, feeling reluctant to part, left with Chu Xun.
"Old Zhu, looking at your reluctance to part, are you also wanting to enter the Nether Spring?"
Before Chu Xun was taken into the Soul Attracting Banner, Chen Dengming asked in surprise.
Chu Xun immediately shook his head like a drum, his eyes, those of a fierce ghost afraid of nothing, showed fear.
Chen Dengming furrowed his brows, that not-so-good feeling surged again in his heart.
Chu Xun was a fierce ghost, fear was an emotion he should be incapable of.
