「Three days later.」
Wang Ping was roused from his meditation by the cries of street vendors outside. Tongyu Taoist then materialized and asked, "Was that lamb soup any good?"
"It was delicious. A shame you can't drink any." Yu Lian was being deliberately provocative.
As expected, Tongyu Taoist was infuriated and shot back into the Purgatory Banner. Artifact Spirit Nether Water gave Yu Lian a thumbs-up, then vanished as well.
After breakfast, Zi Hong left for his post at the Government Office as usual. Wang Ping pushed open the door. The courtyard was covered in a layer of snow. Yu Lian, no longer as sensitive to the cold as she used to be, ran out and started rolling around in a snowdrift.
Wang Ping, however, walked over to the puppet meditating beside the flower cluster.
