Bi Fang removed his hat, trying to listen more clearly.
Snowflakes rushed in, squinting his eyes. Bi Fang briefly closed his eyes, then opened them to silently watch the distant woods with a serious expression.
The audience felt a chilling desolation as they listened to the wind, as if grass were growing in their hearts.
[It feels... like it's real.]
[Could the blizzard have caused Master Fang to hallucinate? I heard that people on the verge of freezing to death start to see things.]
[How could that be? Didn't he just do some push-ups? Isn't it just that the sound of the wind is too unnerving?]
[Exactly, the sound of the wind alone is scary.]
Bi Fang looked at the barrage of comments, unconcerned. He was sure he had not misheard — there had indeed been an unusual noise, and it sounded very much like a car horn.
And only a horn could have such penetrating power to cut through the storm and reach his ears.
There could be people up ahead!
