182, Fate

Heavy snowfall.

Endless expanses appeared as white as attired hair in the human world.

Chen Ji didn't know how he had returned to the Medical Hall, nor could he remember whether he had said "I'm back" this time. But the moment he approached the Medical Hall, he finally managed to hold back his numb, smiling face.

Tomorrow at Yingxian Building, he would host a banquet for dozens of colleagues to celebrate his promotion to Hai Dongqing.

According to Jin Zhu, henceforth, even County Magistrates would have to treat him with courtesy, and city Magistrates with no powerful backing dared not disrespect him.

Should he be happy?

Of course, he should be happy; he had finally found a firm foothold in this world.

He should be extremely happy, openly happy!

But what after the happiness?

Old Yao stood behind the counter, looking at the snow piled on Chen Ji's head and shoulders, "Lost your soul? Go and light the stove in my room."

Chen Ji responded softly and walked inside.