Di Hen had dealt with the broken trees in the manor and had also arranged the living supplies for Su Changkong before taking his leave.
By the next morning, the blizzard gradually ceased.
"The blizzard has finally stopped," Su Changkong murmured, standing at the doorway. "In a couple of days, when the snow has melted and the weather has warmed up, I'll have Di Hen inform Pei Yang that I'm leaving."
Gazing at the trees blanketed in snow within the manor and feeling the touch of warmth gradually permeating the air as the sun rose, Su Changkong contemplated to himself.
Leaving Dafeng State City and heading to Central State to find a way to heal his severed veins was Su Changkong's current goal.
"Time to get some fresh air," he thought.
Su Changkong stood up, opened the manor's main gate, and took a walk on the nearby streets.
The prolonged suffering from his injuries had left his complexion pale, revealing a visible weakness, yet his eyes were bright and deep.