The night colors encroach, clad in frost. There are few footprints on the streets.
The usually bustling Shengjing has settled into silence early. Inside the pear garden, the brilliant light of the fire crackles and snaps.
Shen Hua, surrounded by a brazier, awarded each person a gold ingot.
"Who would have thought, that little girl is the daughter of the infamous Eldest Young Master Cui."
Shen Hua was indifferent but still made an inquiry.
"Is the Eldest Young Master Cui very famous?"