Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Xu Wuyi had been in Red River for over two months.
In early September, the weather in Red River began to cool. The morning mist shrouded the entire city, and the distant mountains loomed faintly within it, resembling a light ink landscape painting.
The leaves of the old locust tree in Shanshui Manor had started to yellow. Occasionally, a few fallen leaves drifted down, twirling in the morning breeze before finally settling on the ground in a thin layer.
Xu Wuyi continued to maintain his unwavering daily routine—day in and day out, simple and highly disciplined.
