This day, snow began to fall in Canglan City.
Gu Zhan sat in his study reading through the reports, and suddenly saw the swirling snowflakes outside the window. He was unexpectedly filled with emotion,
It turns out, it's snowing again,
Without realizing it, it has already been three years since coming to this world,
When I first arrived in this world,
It was during the first snowfall of the winter of the fourth year of Qingli in Linjiang City,
Today is the first snowfall of the seventh year of Qingli,
However, the first snow I see this year is in Canglan City, not Linjiang City.
For a moment, he was uncharacteristically filled with some nostalgia.
His mind conjured memories of the past three years,
Then, reminiscing,
The smile on his face froze,
For the entire three years, his memories were nothing but killing or on the way to kill,
The people who came to mind,
Most of them were those cut down under his blade.
