The cheers were deafening as Zhong Yun was tossed high into the air and caught securely once more. Though a faint smile graced his lips, his heart remained heavy, far from the ease shared by those around him. That powerful aura, which had flashed and vanished in an instant, lingered in his mind, refusing to fade.
In the months since the war ended, a long-lost tranquility had indeed returned to the continent. Towns and villages were being rebuilt upon the ruins, golden wheat sprouted once more in the fields, and the people’s faces beamed with hopeful smiles. Zhong Yun, Shen Yao, and Lin Wan'er lived in seclusion within a quiet valley, leading a life free from worldly disputes.
"Brother Zhong Yun, look! I’ve made new peach blossom cakes. Have a taste!" Lin Wan'er walked up to Zhong Yun, smiling brightly as she held a plate of exquisite pastries.
Chapter 134