Winter passed and spring came, another year of the Spring Festival was approaching.
Mystic Valley welcomed the Spring Festival, with disciples busy preparing. Gu An was holding a White Spirit Rat, patrolling the different courtyards.
The White Spirit Rat enjoyed being held by him, its eyes closed as if it were asleep.
A whistling sound came from the horizon. Gu An turned his head and smiled.
Ye Lan was back.
She quickly landed beside Gu An, storing her flying sword in her storage bag. She smiled charmingly: "Senior Brother, I came back for the festival. You wouldn't be unwelcome, would you?"
Gu An looked at her and smiled, asking: "Isn't the Law Enforcement Hall busy?"
"No matter how busy, I can always spare a few days. Proper relaxation is more conducive to cultivation. You said that, and I've always remembered." Ye Lan blinked and said playfully.
