From the very beginning, Xue An realized his legs hung weakly, evidently having lost the ability to walk.
And it was only when the wheelchair was truly pushed that Xue An discovered Yue Shifang was frighteningly light, as if he weighed nothing at all.
Xue An raised an eyebrow; he truly couldn't imagine what kind of frail body could lie beneath that wide robe.
After leaving the flower hall, Xue An pushed him slowly through the garden.
The flower hall wasn't big; even at the slowest pace, Xue An could stroll through it in the time it takes to finish a cup of tea.
Yet, Yue Shifang was utterly enthusiastic, as if this brief walk was an exceptionally rare moment of relaxation.
"How much do you know about the events of that year?" Yue Shifang suddenly asked.
"I only know that the Hua Clan suffered from unjust calamity, with the Heavenly Divine and unseen forces striking simultaneously, leaving the clan nearly annihilated!"
