The group chatted the whole night, reluctant to part, and felt no fatigue.
Thinking about today's farewell and not knowing when they might meet again, deep feelings of reluctance surged within them.
In this lifetime, after all, there are no video calls, no high-speed trains or planes.
Some people, once parted, may never meet again in this lifetime.
Until dawn broke and it was time to part, everyone began to rise.
The chubby old man, Zhiwei, Mei Yingxue, and Meng Liangyu all left.
"After leaving the city, just return to the Snow Mountain, don't linger outside."
The chubby old man's voice suddenly echoed in Chen Tang's mind.
This is the art of secret transmission.
Chen Tang nodded.
In the blink of an eye, only Qingmu and Chen Tang remained in the courtyard.
The others intentionally left them some space to chat freely.
Qingmu's beautiful eyes were wandering, lightly biting her red lips, she said, "Is there any gift you want? Sister can decide to give it to you."
