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Leaving the Windward Pavilion, Young Master Han arrived at the west gate. At this time, the heavy snow in the imperial city had stopped, and the sky began to clear up. There were a few pedestrians coming out sparsely; first, the imperial guards began to patrol, and then the peddlers began to call out to buy in the market.

However, the sky was still cold.

The person who walked over was a Daoist