Even though it's the middle of winter, the golf course scenery remains unchanged.
In the distance, snow covers the pine trees, adding a touch of beauty to the landscape.
Today, the place has been booked entirely.
On the vast grasslands, only a dozen or so people are present.
Lin Guohao, dressed in golf attire, wielded a club and swung it towards the ground.
With a bang, the white ball soared into the air.
Someone nearby clapped and cheered, "Second Uncle truly has great skills."
This person, young in age, in a suit with a bandaged right arm, and glasses with gold rims, appeared gentle and refined.
He was Yu Wei, the son of Yu Ling.
A few days ago, his arm was broken by a punch from the Little Kirin, leaving him nearly lifeless in the hospital.
Thanks to Lin Guohao's influence, he used the ointment from the Guandong Daoist, allowing the broken bones to heal quickly.
Yet he still had to bandage it and couldn't move temporarily.
