There is an exceptionally sweet sensation.
Behind the tree, a monkey was shockingly watching a man holding a Green Saber caressing himself, standing there beside a bundle of firewood.
Though there was clearly no one beside him, it gave the illusion that he was embracing someone.
This new neighbor must be a madman.
Yet, in the span of a single incense stick, Murong brothers had experienced a long-lasting sweetness of "A Night Listening to Spring Rain" with Ning Qing in their minds.
At the same time, the sword techniques from "A Night Listening to Spring Rain" kept sweeping through their minds, page by page.
Amid the tender spring rain, their emotions took root and bloomed in silence there.
Within that pure love, under the gaze of his lover Ning Qing, silhouettes of him practicing the saber were left in the Spring Rain Pavilion.
Murong brothers suddenly opened their eyes, sighing, "Love!"
"So 'A Night Listening to Spring Rain' is love!"
"I have understood!"
