The Agricultural Specialty Store experienced an unusually prosperous business during the winter days, and many well-known restaurants also came knocking. Regrettably, the cherries from Cherry Valley, the source of Cherry Juice supply, were already in short supply. The village chief of Meihua Village got the income he wished for, even richer than in previous years.
The issue with Cherry Valley was temporarily resolved, but as time went on, another matter became increasingly urgent.
Mei Nian still had not sent any message, it had been ten days since she last contacted Yu Gang. Even Yu Gang, usually known for his composure, was intensely anxious. He was desperate to fly to the north-east immediately.
The fragment of the Ice Blade that was left in Xiao Xian's hands still pulsed with a faint heartbeat, neither improving nor deteriorating.
