March 15th was destined to be an extraordinary day, as Jiang Feng felt the bone-chilling cold from the moment he stepped out of his home.
It was a cold unlike any other, and even without wind in the corridors, the chill surrounded Jiang Feng like a tide, so intense that he trembled as he walked, experiencing the pain of breathing.
It seemed like a harbinger, or perhaps a warning.
A warning that venturing out in the dark at 5 am in the winter, before daylight, would have no good outcome.
Yes, 5 am in Beiping City was colder than any other time.
