Chapter 31: Low-key and Sudden Kill
The whining wind swirled wildly amid the blizzard.
Li Che's heart softened as he saw the old man in front of him, mentally exhausted, with red eyes brimming with tears, and quickly led the Great Uncle into the warm workshop.
He poured a cup of hot tea for Great Uncle Li Liang, and Li Che's expression turned serious.
"What happened, Great Uncle? Take your time and tell me," he said.
Li Che asked in a deep voice.
The Great Uncle's family had raised him and never deceived him; this kindness alone was not something that could be easily repaid.
Whenever there was something he could help with, Li Che would certainly not stand idly by.
Old Scholar trembled all over, with snowflakes stuck on him gradually melting in the warm currents of the workshop, and his frost-red hands holding the cup carrying hot tea seemed to relax a bit.
Old Scholar heaved a sigh and looked at Li Che with bloodshot eyes. After pondering for a moment, he shakily produced a palm-sized wood carving from his chest.