Hai ran up to Xiaoling sitting in the courtyard and playing her guqin amidst the snowfall. He sat down on the fluffy snow beside her and waited for her to finish her melody to listen to her. He dared not speak until she laid her hands flat on the strings.
"What is it?" Xiaoling looked to her side and asked. She didn't want to be overly affectionate and give away that she knew about his situation.
"A family is sitting in the guest room, waiting to hear from you," Hai said with confusion, "They're mortals," He whispered.
Xiaoling raised an eyebrow. The guqin on her lap disappeared and she stood up to see the family. It wasn't unusual for mortal families to come to see her. She had a legal business as a sorceress. Just as Weisheng's mother had come to see her, many other people also wanted her to take care of their spiritual matters.
