At the peak of the snowy mountain, in front of a thatched hut.
A middle-aged man stretched out his trembling, dark hands to receive a scroll of beast skin from the hands of a child.
"The outcome is here!"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and couldn't wait to unfold the scroll, on which a line of characters was written.
A dozen or so characters, which could be read at a glance.
"What! This... This is impossible!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed in horror, and in his panic, the beast skin scroll fell to the ground.
Thud!
He slipped and fell face-first in his fright.
He lay in the snow, staring blankly at the scroll with a face full of horror and disbelief.
In his field of vision,
the beast skin scroll seemed like a burning hot coal, close enough to touch, yet inciting an instinctive fear and resistance.
Huh!
The child couldn't help but become curious, looking subconsciously at the content on the scroll.
As a result, he was also startled.
