Under the soft lighting, Qin Xiao sat by the wooden table in the hot spring inn, his gaze wandering through the window toward the mist-shrouded valley outside. The air was filled with a faint scent of sulfur and the warm fragrance of wood.
Judy sat across from him, the atmosphere between them relaxed yet charged with a subtle tension.
Before long, the proprietress knocked on their door, carrying a bottle of sake and some appetizers.
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