Xi Xi's birthday had just passed, and the weather became increasingly frigid.
Winter-sweet flowers stood proud in the cold winter, touched by pure white snowflakes, and the bluestone slabs on the long street of the Inner City were piled high with thick snow, dazzlingly white.
Li Che bid farewell to Xu You, who led the team out of the city to clear away evil spirits, and returned to his own courtyard in Qingfeng Lane.
Old Chen sat in a rattan chair, drinking old wine under the eaves, staring blankly at the dry old tree in the courtyard.
"Old Chen, what are you thinking about?" Li Che asked curiously after returning and shaking the snow off his oil-paper umbrella.
Old Chen's eyes refocused, and he shook his head, "When you get old, you tend to space out easily..."
"In a while, the Divine Sect will send people to Fei Lei City to select Spirit Children... If Xi Xi stays safe during this period, she will likely be chosen to enter the Divine Sect..."
