How Should He Choose?

Wednesday noon.

Today, Yuzhou officials reported the strange behavior of the Hui River within Yuzhou. In particular, a nearly one-kilometer stretch east of Nanhong Road had frozen over completely, with the ice reaching eighteen centimeters thick—enough to support people.

Experts analyzed that after the Hui River flowed into Yuzhou, changes in the riverbed left very little elevation difference upstream and downstream, making it almost flat against the ground. Thus, under the consecutive days of low temperatures, the conditions for freezing were relatively...

There were already plenty of strange things in the world. Evergreen Liquid had recently been busy promoting its annual new product, and after people marveled at the news, they did not pay much attention to the Hui River's abnormal condition. Some curious people wanted to go play on the ice, but officials stationed around the area turned them away, saying the ice was still unstable and far too dangerous.

If the ice cracked, rescue operations would be hellishly difficult.

The weather was gloomy today. Without sunlight shining on her, Xue Yuantong chose to return to her little nest and sleep.

Once Tongtong had fallen asleep, Jiang Ning carried a small chair into the main room. With a flick of his fingers, he sent out a spark of Spirit Fire and lit the charcoal stove, then placed a purple copper kettle on it.

The kettle steadily heated beneath the flames. Steam spread across its surface, and before long, vapor slowly rose from it.

Jiang Ning calmly pinched out some tea leaves and placed them in a cup. They were tea leaves he had grown on Tiger Perch Mountain.

He lifted the purple copper kettle, and boiling Spiritual Spring water poured from its spout into the cup. A fresh, ethereal fragrance instantly filled the air.

Jiang Ning sat beside the