Early morning.
Cheng Guang slowly opened the door to his room.
In the early hours of March, winter had passed, and the autumn wind had not yet risen, the sound of the breeze grew fainter as the dawn's light lifted the night's thin veil, revealing the already peaking sun.
Cheng Guang yawned, yet his eyes and brows showed not the slightest hint of sleepiness.
Cheng Guang found his body to be rather peculiar, feeling extremely fatigued despite having done nothing much.
As always, he opened the courtyard door and sat down at the stone table.
Today, he planned to meet with that Commandery Princess of Prince Ning, to see if she truly was the remnant of Great Chu hinted at by the system quest.
Thus, instead of cultivating, he sat idly, gazing at the scene beyond the courtyard.
About the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed when Qing Luan had risen. Seeing Cheng Guang seated at the stone table, she smiled tenderly, fetched hot water for him to wash up.
