The morning sun was rising, its golden rays blanketing the earth.
Yuan Liang escorted Jiang Qingli and the others to the parking lot, repeating the safety precautions over and over like a doting old father. He glanced back at the sky and sighed with feeling, "What wonderful weather..."
After his sigh, he checked his watch. "It's getting late. Say a few words to your friends. It's about time to leave."
Jiang Qingli exchanged a few words with the friends she had made here, then waved goodbye to them.
As she moved, a flash of green was visible on her wrist.
Yuan Liang asked about it, so Jiang Qingli pulled up her sleeve slightly to show him. "It's a gift from Fang Chi."
Fang Chi was on a mission today and couldn't see her off. He had given Jiang Qingli a small green sprout, telling her she could plant it when she got back and that it would bloom.
Yuan Liang glanced at Jin Li's expression, stroked his beard, and changed the subject.
