Life in Dawnlight Town was peaceful as a dream. Shen Ye had been in town more than half a month. He lived in a small house beside the Lu family's old home—Lu Xingchen's father had cleared it overnight, once piled with forge scrap, now bright and tidy, with a few unfamiliar herbs planted in the yard. Lu Xingchen came every day. Sometimes at dawn with fresh flatbread from his mother; sometimes at dusk, wood shavings still on his shoulders from helping his father. Shen Ye never initiated conversa...