"Haa.. it's so cold..."
Swimming on the chilling lake, a soft sigh escaped Zhao Tian's lips.
Floating on his back, he gazed up at the sky, the half-moon shining brightly, surrounded by a scattering of stars.
Zhao Tian closed his eyes for a moment, letting the cold water cradle him as he drifted.
Opening his eyes, he glanced at the surface of the water swaying slightly and he brought his hand down.
As he infused the space energy in his palm, the water wavered slightly and was pushed back under the pressure.
Seeing this, Zhao Tian smiled faintly and gripped his palm "Not bad..."
A few minutes later, he stepped out of the lake and dried his body, wearing a new set of robes.
The soft fabric of the robe offered immediate warmth as he slipped it on, and he ran a hand through his damp hair, pushing it back as he exhaled deeply.
"Let's return.. she must have cooked something."
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