"Boss... The weather here's so cold. Why do I feel as if the wind and snow has gotten heavier since we came?"
The short man wearing the autumn coat and wrapped in plant fiber coverings sneezed while complaining.
Since they were not familiar with the terrain around the shelter, the group stumbled as they walked, often slipping due to the holes and snow on the ground.
After the man in the yellow quilted jacket, who the other man called boss, heard what he said, he looked up at the sky and at the others, who turned timid because of what the short man said. Immediately, he finger-flicked the short man on the forehead.
"Isn't it normal for the wind and snow to get heavier and lighter? Did you think that it was going to stay in that range just for you? Did you think that you're a Huaxia Thunder God or Lightning Goddess?"
