The cold wind cut to the bone, and snow fell across a hundred rivers, endlessly vast.
Li Qingyan watched his figure in the blizzard and let out a soft, ghostly chuckle:
"It seems... my position is still too low, so low that I can only concern myself with the survival of Northern Border City."
Xu Yuan glanced at her reaction, smiled faintly, and extended his hand:
"The world is like a chessboard, all beings are the pieces, and there are but two or three who wield the pieces. When that Barbarian Strange King made his risky move to bypass Northern Border City from the south, the overall situation of the Northern Frontier was already set."
Li Qingyan stared at his hand for a moment, grasped it, and stood up from the snow, brushing the snowflakes off her shoulder, and said casually:
"That Barbarian Strange King is not any obedient piece; using him as a piece can easily backfire."
Xu Yuan turned back and glanced in the direction of Northern Border, laughing softly:
