On the third day after the war, Xu Changge finally dispelled his cultivation technique upon returning to the Inner Courtyard. As he opened his eyes, what met his gaze was his own simple and modest room.
The side room lacked the luxurious decorations of the Xu Family's third brother or the strange formation tools found in Little Four's quarters. All it contained was a bed, a table, and two chairs.
Looking at this familiar simplicity, Xu Changge, for the first time today, inexplicably felt the urge to furnish the room with more items.
But after pondering for a while, he ultimately gave up.
He didn't know what to add, nor did he know what he truly wanted.
Getting out of bed, he retrieved a brand-new green robe. As he dressed and tied his hair, he walked toward the door, pushed it open, and was momentarily dazzled by the dawn light shining from the east.
Standing outside the door, he took in the scent of freshly rained earth—a fragrant aroma that soothed the soul.
