After the Hour of the Boar, the bustling Xuanwu Lake finally quieted down. Even the most splendid dances in this world must eventually come to an end, just as the most magnificent sights must one day wither and fade.
Chu Huanhuan finished watching the palm dance and finally remembered she needed to help her grandfather pack up his stall. After bidding farewell to Zhou Tieyi, she hurried back. By now, the crowds on both sides of the lake were beginning to disperse. Seeing his granddaughter finally deigning to return, Chu Wunsheng’s weathered face creased into a smile once more.
"So, you remember the way back? How was your time spent with that boy from the Zhou Mansion today? Let me give you a word of warning: playing with him is one thing—he certainly carries great destiny—but you must not truly entangle yourself with him. His physiognomy suggests a life overwhelmed by peach blossoms and ill-omened stars; he is no suitable match for you."
Chapter 97