Outside the window of a room, snow was silently falling down.
The fragrance of tea pervaded inside the quiet room.
A woman was sitting beside the vermillion red window frame.
She was wearing an embroidered leather skirt, characteristic of northern plains' women. The leather skirt was embroidered with purplish-red flower buds, while the edges were glittering with silvery light. She bound her hair with a sapphire blue ribbon which had a pure white pearl inlaid in the middle.
Her eyes were drooping, emphasizing her thick eyelashes. Her breathing was soft and her hands that were as white as the snow moved slowly, concentrating completely on brewing tea.
The quiet room was not large and she was the only person inside. But on the table there were four tea cups.
A rich jade-green light suddenly appeared in the quiet room.
The light dissipated to reveal an elderly figure.
Time to scam some land spirits again