C80 The Sickle of the Dead Night will Fight!
The chill of autumn was setting in, heralded by the first frost.
Gu Xian was in high spirits, having just mastered the initial level of the right-hand Breathing Technique the day before.
After freshening up and donning his coat, he was ready to step out when he unexpectedly noticed Chen Zhuya sneaking out behind him.
"Why are you following me?" Gu Xian asked, puzzled