A serving girl presented Spirit Tea and other refreshments, then bowed and withdrew.
"Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time really flies!" Yu Feng'er said with emotion, gazing at the curtain of rain outside the pavilion. Even after all this time, the past was still fresh in her mind.
Lü Zhong knew she was talking about the time since the two of them had returned to the Bihai Sect.
"It does," he agreed, feeling a similar sense of emotion.
Over the past five years, he had finally recovered from most of his injuries. His newly grown arm, through rigorous training, had regained ninety percent of its former strength.
With a little more time, his arm would be completely back to normal.
Just as he was thinking this, Yu Feng'er wrapped her arms around him.
Seeing the blush had yet to fade from her face, Lü Zhong couldn't help but chuckle. "Shouldn't we rest a little more?"
