Ouyang Mingjing had spoken the truth. Something had indeed occurred during the night.
Snowdrifts covered the surroundings, indicating that the mountains had collapsed once again. Thanks to Ouyang Mingjing's protection, they had emerged unharmed.
However, this meant they would need to take another detour today. Gu Chaoyan couldn't help but wonder if it would cost them more time. She disliked wasting time trudging through the snow.
Stepping out of the wagon, she immediately felt an intense chill. Despite the cold, she welcomed the chance to leave this place and stretch her legs.
As she circled the wagon, an unsettling feeling washed over her. It seemed as though someone was watching her. Furrowing her brows, she directed her gaze toward the source, but there was nothing visible.
