
The Northern Continent, the Wu Empire, in a mountain in the middle of nowhere.
Bai Xueran sat on a stone chair outside a small wooden house on the mountain, with both hands holding a half-filled cup of warm tea.
Behind him was a bald man dressed in a monk's clothes, sitting on a large rock beside the house.
"...."
Then, in the middle of the peaceful atmosphere, came an eagle carrying a letter into Xueran's hands.
At that time, the silence between...