Early spring in the third month should have been a time of warmth and blooming flowers.
However, the farther north one traveled, the more this process was delayed.
Green grass was tinged with morning frost, and a thin layer of ice coated the river's surface.
Suddenly, a figure leaped into the air. Reaching down over the river's surface, he snatched a fat, plump carp right out of the water and into his palm.
His figure turned again, landing by the riverbank, where he deftly killed and cleaned the fish.
He skewered it on a wooden stick and brought it over to a pre-lit fire to begin roasting.
He reached into his personal bundle and rummaged around for a moment, pulling out several small jars and pots, which he set aside for later use.
After finishing all this, he finally took out a map from his robes to examine it.
"That guy Chen Yan is so unreliable. He promised to come to the Northern Domain with me, but all I found at our meeting spot was a letter.
