Chapter 52 – The Wandering World

Author’s Note:

Note: If life were always like the first meeting, why would autumn winds lament the painted fan? Casual changes betray old hearts, yet people say old hearts easily change. After our conversation on Lishan at midnight, I shed no tears, though rain poured down like a bell. How could a fickle nobleman compare to the wings of love we once shared? -Nalan Xingde, “Mu Lan Hua: A Song of Ancient Farewell to a Friend”

Xiaolin’s ambition to be a lazy fish hasn’t changed. He doesn’t expect this relationship to last long.

Brother Nine is the one caught in the web.