Snowflakes softly fell to the ground, silently and without a trace.
A slender figure clad in a black coat was entirely concealed within the black night, leaving no trace behind.
"Creak—" came the sound as Ruan Yiyi pushed open the small wooden door of the tavern.
Outside the small wooden door stood a not too large nor too small pine tree, adorned with colorful lights and silver bells. As you approached the entrance, only the faint glimmer of lights was visible, with no sound to be heard.
As she opened the door, rhythmic and dynamic music flooded her ears in an instant, while soft blue light flickered before her eyes, filling the entire vast tavern with its misty glow.
The tavern was warm, a world apart from the chilly outside.
Ruan Yiyi didn't have any expectations; she merely wanted to have a drink.
