Bab 56: Lance’s Door Slam

"Needless to say, I've known about her sellout for long. What good could be expected from a Guardian, to be honest?"

The peak comedy-drama was the sky could seemingly hear their conversation and decided to splatter the downpour of snowfall.

South Manor with snow? This manor had never seen snow, even in the coldest winter. 

Was it because of her power going haywire, or did Lance Hua unconsciously influence the atmosphere?

The pretty snowflakes floated in the air in their icy beauty, touching the ground in the soft breeze of wind. Drop by drop, second by second, not long after, the bluestone path and the opening under the cypress and pine trees had been covered with the brilliant white, turning into a slushy mass.