Inspection Office.
"Sir, are you finished with your business?" Xie Xiaojiu heard footsteps and looked up to see Jiang Ning walking into the courtyard; she quickly rose from beside the charcoal fire.
The weather was bitterly cold today, with goose-feather-like snow still drifting down outside.
Having just entered the Seventh Grade, she was far from immune to the heat and cold.
Moreover, as a martial artist, she wore little clothing, only an inner and outer layer.
In this sub-zero weather, of ten or twenty degrees, she naturally felt the cold.
"You're still here!" Jiang Ning saw Xie Xiaojiu, dressed in her thin skirt, squatting by the charcoal fire, and suddenly felt a bit sorry for her, sensing an inexplicable melancholy emanating from her.
Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaojiu nodded in response, "As you had just asked me to wait inside for you, I've been waiting here for you all this time."
"So I've been gone the whole day, and you've been waiting here all day?" Jiang Ning asked.
