After seeing Yang Lin'er off, Fang Wang turned around and boarded a train carriage going in the opposite direction. He was ready to wander around and clear his mind.
Once he had relaxed, he planned to merge the Heavenly Dao Immensity Scripture with the Xuandu The Book of Changes to reach a new height in his Inner Strength.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed and the Lunar New Year arrived, leaving East Sea City considerably quieter.
That night, Fang Wang lay on his sofa at home, watching TV.
He realized that after spending a lot of time in modern society, one doesn't need much time to unwind because there are too many entertainment options here. Just half a month had made him feel almost fully vented.
Hum—
Fang Wang's phone vibrated once. He picked it up and, without needing to guess, knew it was a message from Yang Lin'er about how she was spending the festival at home.