On the seventh day of the New Year, Yan Yu bid farewell to his parents and sister and flew towards the Jinling Prefecture team's base on his Sword Control.
Upon returning to the villa, he saw Su Yunjin holding a mop and cleaning all around the living room.
"Happy New Year, Yunjin," Yan Yu asked in surprise, "why don't you hire a cleaning service?"
"I'm training my mind," Su Yunjin said with a smile. "It's like the Shaolin monastery's sweeping monks in martial arts novels: they're not really just sweeping the floor, they're using it to understand the True Meaning of Buddhism."
"So you want to be our team's sweeping monk too?" Yan Yu laughed.
"Let's see if I have a chance," Su Yunjin pondered for a moment, then added, "The snow water is almost collected, what should we do next?"