New Year's Eve.
On New Year's Eve, Wang Chen sent Chen Yijian, who wanted to stay with his teacher, back home. Then he set up tables and chairs in the courtyard, arranging a copper pot hot pot and slices of beef and mutton.
He warmed a pot of yellow wine on a red clay stove, making it a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
Sipping the steaming yellow wine and dipping fresh beef into the pot, Wang Chen gazed upward at the fireworks blossoming in the night sky.
He didn't feel lonely.
He hadn't even finished a pot of wine when he suddenly felt a stir in his heart.
The next moment, a figure silently and swiftly leaped over the courtyard wall, landing steadily in the small courtyard.
This unexpected visitor was dressed in a blue robe, exuding a rather imposing aura, and looked at Wang Chen with an indescribable gaze.
Wang Chen put down his wine cup and stood up to salute, "Wang Chen greets Your Excellency."
"Your Excellency?"
