It was still the same route he took before, but this time, Huo Siyu did not take a car.
Huo Siyu walked slowly, his steps leisurely and unhurried.
Peach blossoms swayed in the breeze on either side, their petals falling upon him, yet he seemed utterly unaware of them.
The expression on his face was still indifferent, but upon closer inspection, one could see a slow, faint gravity within that nonchalance as if there was something weighing on his heart that he had to endure.
"Hey..."
Suddenly, a voice called out—it was Bai Nian's voice, and Huo Siyu looked up.
Under the peach tree, Bai Nian leaned against the trunk, arms crossed as he watched him.
His overly stern demeanor disrupted the tranquility of the Peach Blossom Garden, like a bloodstained sword unsheathed and thrust into the ground here.
"You're quite focused when you walk," Bai Nian said, straightening his body. In front of Huo Siyu, he couldn't afford to relax.
