It was deep autumn.
At noon, the sky was a brilliant blue, the clouds as white as if washed by Shui Lang.
A flock of Cloud Geese, flapping their wings, formed an umbrella shape as they headed south, striving to endure the approaching cold winter.
Trailing behind, a young Cloud Goose fell out of the formation, desperately trying to catch up, but still lagging behind.
Fortunately, the Cloud Geese Beast King did not give up on the little one, doubling back to lead it into the ranks again.
Atop Rainbow Fire Peak of Phoenix Creek Sect.
Hong Yuan stood alone, his head raised as he watched this scene.
After a long while, he withdrew his gaze and turned to tenderly look at Lin Yiru and Mo Yue'er, who were bustling about in the courtyard.
These two women had rolled up their sleeves, revealing arms as white as jade, and were cooking especially for Hong Yuan!
Only the three of them were present in the courtyard.
