707 Amitabha (Thank you, guild leader!)

"The moonlight tonight isn't too bad," Jiang Chen said, trying to make conversation as he stepped out of the courtyard and looked up at the night sky.

The air quality in Capital City had never been satisfying, and it was even worse in winter. The entire sky seemed to be covered by an invisible thin cloth, vague and hazy.

Of course.

When people from Shenzhou speak, they often like to express their feelings through their surroundings.

The actual scenery wasn't important.

It was like saying: at four in the morning, I saw the begonia flowers, still not sleeping.

The young Taoist nun, inexperienced as she was, obviously couldn't understand these things, and remained as silent as ever.

After staying "inseparable" for two days, Jiang Chen had at least come to understand her character and did not mind, shifting his gaze away from the dim night sky.