The New Year approaches, and soon it will be December. Yin Weiyin wanders alone in the small courtyard, unable to help recalling the sights of the Capital City.
How are Father and Mother doing?
With a quick calculation, all seems well, and Yin Weiyin exhales with relief, yet quietly reproaches herself for still being so concerned with these mundane affairs.
It's all Chen Yi's fault, the common man. His infatuation with worldly matters makes him unwilling to detach himself, and thus prevents me from truly calming my heart.
With this thought, Yin Weiyin sighed to herself: When will I finally return to the right path?
Dual Cultivation truly cultivated was, yet he hasn't followed me back to the mountains for seclusion, away from the affairs of Jianghu, too much attachment, unable to break free.
