The winter in Celestial Capital, though not as bone-chilling as the Cold Ice of the Land of the Far North, is much colder than the spring breeze of the South.
Half-asleep, he heard someone knocking on the door outside.
Liu Zixuan shivered, wrapped in the quilt, got down from the bed, opened a crack in the door, and groggily asked, "Who is it, coming over so early?"
"Master Zixuan, there's an old man with the surname Qiu looking for you outside," said the burly man.
An old man with the surname Qiu?
Liu Zixuan scratched his head, "Let him wait in the living room for a while, I need to freshen up."
The burly man left, and Liu Zixuan returned to the bedside, giving Bai Jingjing a nudge, "Get up quickly."
"I'm so sleepy, I still want to sleep a bit more," Bai Jingjing mumbled, rubbing her sleepy eyes and turned back to lie down again.
Liu Zixuan helplessly pinched his forehead, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into new clothes, and walked outside.
