Night had fallen, and the wind and snow had weakened a little more.
The river at the source of the Liuli River was now two or three times greater than it had been at the beginning.
Moreover:
As Chu Qing's cultivation rose, even more spring water would gush forth from this source.
Likewise, the more spring water there was, the faster Chu Qing would improve.
The two had already become one. They shared glory and ruin alike.
The Ninth Prince had long been waiting by the river.
He had come alone, and he had concealed his identity.
In order to meet Chu Qing this time, he had even activated a hidden double to take his place and throw others off the scent.
Yue Manlou, a Prime Minister of his generation, sat fishing in a straw rain cape.
When he saw the Ninth Prince arrive, he was inwardly astonished.
But he did not dare say anything and simply continued fishing in silence.
The Ninth Prince was in a heavy mood, staring blankly at the river.
One hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
Wind and snow piled over his body.
But the Ninth Prince did not move, waiting patiently.
Yue Manlou, beside him, secretly admired him.
A prince of his stature actually had the patience to wait for Chu Qing like this.
It really was... interesting.
Late at night:
Chu Qing's figure quietly appeared.
Upon seeing Chu Qing, Yue Manlou immediately rose. "Mr. Chu, I'll take a walk around the area!"
Chu Qing nodded.
Yue Manlou left.
The Ninth Prince immediately stood and cupped his fist. "Mr. Chu, save me!"
Chu Qing... was dumbfounded.
"What's wrong? Is someone going to butcher you? You're a prince!"
Although the Great Zhou Empire's territory had been carved up, the princes and princesses of Great Zhou were