On the other end of the phone, Meng Chuan chuckled:
[Soon, Auntie, I'm at a critical juncture in martial arts training, I'll definitely be home before the new year.]
[Mm-hmm, your martial arts training is important, learn well from your teacher, Auntie...]
Listening to the family's chatter, Meng Chuan wasn't the least bit impatient.
Meanwhile, he stretched his slightly stiff muscles after finishing his hard skills practice.
He smiled and chimed in from time to time.
A moment later, after hanging up the phone, the smile on Meng Chuan's face froze.
Looking out at the snow-covered scene, his mood was somewhat melancholic.
Meng Chuan wasn't worried about the entire world; he didn't have that capability and didn't concern himself with it.
Instead... as the whole of Great Chu entered an extremely cold climate.
The activities of the Demon Nest became increasingly frequent, beginning to impact Meng Chuan's martial arts training.
