Time flows like water, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
For the past month, Ouyang Nuan took the two little girls out to play every day, returning only at night.
The two little girls were playful by nature, and Maoqiu was restless too, but not Ouyang Nuan.
She simply didn't want to stay home and disturb Ning Fan's enlightenment.
For the entire month, Ning Fan stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, always staring blankly at the ground covered in ashes.
Compared to a month ago, his confusion had only increased.
"I don't understand…"
With a long sigh, Ning Fan flicked his sleeve, a breeze scattering the ashes on the ground. He thought for a moment and then walked out the door.
In the Blood Realm, there was no day, only night.
The lights in Plant Willow City remained bright, with lanterns hanging outside each house.
