(Note: this does not have to be connected to the main story.)
It was February 14th, the traditional Valentine's Day of Western Culture.
The sky was filled with feather-like snow, and everything was white.
In the countries all over the world, there was an air of celebration. Couples walked through the streets, sweet and happy.
But in one place, on some border of a European small country, the weather was already below thirty eight celsius. This place was an exception.
There was no celebration here. It was quiet and covered in snow, with an air of danger.
Lin Yi dug out a couple of mud balls from the fire in front of him and tossed it to the young girl beside him, "Eat up."
The mud ball was still permeating with heat when it came out, but it was cooling down quickly.
