The snow-covered temple wasn't bustling, and the streets were empty and desolate, with barely anyone around.
Only by next April, close to the General's memorial, would it become lively again.
"Why is he going to the General Temple?" Xie Wei wondered.
But soon, she began to shift her perspective.
After two years of being acquainted, she already knew her brother-in-law's temperament. He was purely a swordsman, a swordsman whose world and life revolved solely around the sword. If not for existing bonds, he might have already drifted away.
He was so cold that he didn't seem human at all. To call him the "Little Knife God" was indeed not an exaggeration.
"He must be going there to practice his swordsmanship."
"But it's unlikely he's going to practice with the General..."
Xie Wei adjusted her perspective but was filled with greater curiosity.
However, she wouldn't go there herself. If she went, Li Yuan would certainly notice.
