Blind Trade
Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Yuan stood at the window in the guest house's room while watching the falling snow outside.
The frequency of snow in the Royal Capital wasn't high. Lin Yuan had been training in the controlled Class 3 abyss dimensional rift, so he wasn't sure if this was the first snow in the Royal Capital for this year.
But as a child that grew up in the Redbud City's Xia Region, it had been an entire lifetime since he had last seen snow.
Lin Yuan opened the window and stretched out his hand.
The initial snow wasn't cold. When the snow landed on his palm, Lin Yuan merely felt a slight chill before it vanished.
After the phone call with Chu Ci, Lin Yuan felt that he hadn't made proper arrangements.