At Jinshan Villa, apart from those on duty, almost everyone had gone on leave.
With their departure, the place had suddenly become much quieter.
Thankfully, there was still Little Thirteen. When it came to the Spring Festival, he was arguably the happiest one around.
From early morning, the little guy had been bustling about. He built a big snowman in the courtyard, and tied a red silk bow around the neck of the now much-grown Ah Meow as a New Year's present, happily buzzing around like a little bee, chattering nonstop by their ears.
Besides, Lord Quan the Fifth was scheduled to return from the Red Thorns Special Forces for the New Year.
But he didn't head straight to Jinshan Villa. Instead, he took a detour to Fayin Temple, intending to pick up Quan Fengyi, who had been living there as a devout layperson. Zhan Se figured, once they returned, and Tang Yu and Zhang Zhongkai came over in the afternoon, there would be quite a number of people, pretty much a family reunion.
