Chen Xing nodded and said,
"Okay."
After speaking, Han Jing turned to Chen Xing and reminded him,
"And you, you need to be careful as well, remember not to expose any flaws."
Chen Xing, smiling, responded,
"With the tasks at hand, Senior Han, rest assured."
......
Time always flies.
In a blink, another three months had passed.
Today, Lin Jing's courtyard was bustling.
Alongside Huang Qingling, there were Elder Bai and Elder Yu.
It was now the dead of winter.
Even the phoenix tree in Lin Jing's courtyard had shed all its leaves, leaving nothing but bare branches.
However, successive days of heavy snow had re-decorated the tree,
draping the branches of the phoenix tree in a blanket of white.
It certainly offered a unique charm.
At this moment, several people were sitting together inside the house, each with a teacup in front of them, from which wisps of steam rose.
The whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea.