In the bamboo house, the Old Witch was packing things.
He had many things, but most of them were herbs, beast hides, paints, and some commonly used utensils and tools.
The Old Witch meticulously sorted everything into the beast hide bags, tying each bag neatly and placing them aside.
After doing all this, he sat by the fire pit, looking at the familiar room, then at the flickering flames.
After a long time, the Old Witch sighed and said, "As one grows old, one becomes less decisive. I've hardly lived here long, yet I feel a bit reluctant to leave."
"If you're reluctant, then don't go!"
At that moment, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao walked in together from the doorway.
Jiang Xuan first looked around the tidied house and then at the Old Witch sitting by the fire pit. He internally sighed, knowing the Old Witch was determined to leave.
The Old Witch looked up at Jiang Xuan and said, "I originally planned to spend my remaining years here. It's not like I have many left to live anyway."
