Li Ping'an left behind Chah and the others, their faces a picture of disarray in the wind, then sauntered away.
Run Tu blinked and turned to look at Qin Sheng.
"Big brother... you wanted me?"
In the blink of an eye, nearly half a month passed.
Outside, everything was clad in silver. The snow fell harder and harder, and the lake slowly began to freeze.
Li Ping'an held out his hand, letting the snow fall into his palm.
He gave it a gentle pinch, feeling that soft, slippery texture.
He caught a snowflake, an exquisite six-sided ice blossom that did not melt in his palm.
Instead, a wisp of energy enveloped it, preserving its shape.
Winter departed and spring arrived; snowmelt brewed tea.
From a bowl of tea, a refreshing fragrance wafted into his nose, seeping into heart and soul.
Warm winter sunshine, gleaming white snow.
Gather a handful of snow, brew a pot of tea.
A wisp of floral fragrance, a strand of warm sunlight.
Under the sunlight, it shone into one's heart, its beauty soothing the mind and lifting the spirit.
Hidden in the shadows, Qin Sheng's lips twitched.
Holy shit! This brat really fucking knew how to put on a show.
Dressed in blue robes, Li Ping'an stood facing the wind.
A gentle smile bloomed on his handsome, scholarly face.
He looked utterly casual, yet there was something otherworldly about him.
Li Ping'an sipped his tea. The liquid swirled in his mouth, immediately filling his mouth and nose with fragrance.
Tea was taken in three sips: the first tested its temperature.
The second savored its fragrance; only the third was truly drinking tea.
Qin Sheng stared wide-eyed, nearly breaking into applause.
Elegant. So goddamn elegant!!
While Qin Sheng was marveling, Li Ping'an had already stepped out of