The snow stopped, just as it had arrived without a word, it left without a trace.
The snowfall was brief, not even managing to soak the ground, but the people living in Jiuyou Town all felt as if the temperature had suddenly dropped considerably.
Perhaps it was just a psychological effect, but parents were already preparing to bring an extra piece of clothing when picking up their children.
At this moment, Bi Quan was standing by the pond, both hands resting on a walking stick, eyes half-closed, giving the impression of being both awake and asleep.
"Master, the weather is chilly, put on a coat." Old Lu draped a mink coat over Bi Quan's shoulders.
However, before he could remove his hand, Bi Quan pressed his hand on the back of Old Lu's hand, turned his face slightly, and said, "Old Lu, after all these years, you are the only one who has been so considerate to me."
Old Lu felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing this.
