The snow-covered land of Norway was biting cold. Wenxiu Lord stood by the window holding a cup of hot tea, watching the hurried pedestrians on the street, feeling a lingering reluctance at the thought of having to head out soon.
What wonderful weather it was; he should have been curling up by the fire with friends, chatting away, or enjoying a lovely, deep sleep all by himself.
A knock sounded from the hallway. Without turning his head, Wenxiu Lord said, "Come in."
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