C364 I'm Back

The October sky was somewhat deep, and gray clouds covered the entire sky.

The leaves of the wutong tree swayed and rustled in the cool breeze. They then fell down like rootless duckweed floating into the distance.

Above the broken bridge, there stood a figure dressed in grey with long hair. From afar, he looked like a towering ancient tree that stood on top of a tall mountain.

Before long