"Crackle, crackle!"
The campfire burned, occasionally emitting crackling bursts of sound.
Qin Qing's gaze fell on the campfire, but his heart wandered to his father, and a mix of emotions filled his heart.
He thought of the days of his youth when his father brought home bear paws and the whole family ate together, joyfully.
After Qin Qing finished eating, his father would guide him in his cultivation in the courtyard.
That year, also during winter, Qin Qing practiced his horse stance in the courtyard blanketed with thick snow, throwing punch after punch.
Back then, with both parents by his side, Qin Qing was the most carefree child in the world.
But now, absent from his parents, his mother's whereabouts unknown, his father endured pains akin to purgatory.
"Moo moo..."
Suddenly.
While Qin Qing was lost in thought, Xiao Bai suddenly jumped onto Qin Qing's shoulder, gently rubbing his neck with its head.
