C47 The Thief Xue Mei Was in the Snowy Night

Lingling jingled the emerald bell with delight. The little girl seemed quite fond of the trinket, engrossed in playing with it and, for the moment, no longer peppering Ye Zi with questions.

Ye Zi finally found a moment of tranquility. He sat by the bonfire, silently gazing at the vast expanse of white before him. The place held a beauty all its own