"Spring has arrived!" Ge Dongxu finally understood why Yang Yinhou was shocked, gathered his somewhat long hair, and said with a smile.
"Has spring arrived?" Yang Yinhou, looking at the snowflakes drifting outside, revealed a touch of confusion in his eyes, then a contemplative look, while ripples of mana emanated from him.
Ge Dongxu smiled as he watched Yang Yinhou, not disturbing him.
"I truly fall far short of you, brother. I can't feel the slightest hint of spring! Well, one can't force such things. Let's first go to offer respects at our master's grave, accompany him with a couple of drinks, and then descend the mountain," Yang Yinhou said after a good while, his face showing a hint of loss and helplessness.
He was well aware that if he could comprehend the idea of "spring's arrival, summer's growth, autumn's harvest, winter's conservation" as Ge Dongxu had mentioned, it would greatly improve his increasingly aging body.
It would be like an old tree greeting the spring!