The Land of Glacier, densely covered with numbing cold, everywhere you can see flying snow and icy plains.
Even in such a harsh environment, there were people who lived there, and since humans are social creatures, where people gathered, tribes formed.
One of these tribes was called Xuexiang.
Here the snow was dense, snowing on most days.
The residential buildings here were mostly semi-circular in shape, designed to block the wind and snow and retain warmth.
Inside there was also a stove burning with fire.
But it was still very cold; after all, most people from the Central Plains were not accustomed to it.
"So cold! This damn place is really torturous," Xiao Tiantian had been in Xuexiang for some time now, suffering every day.
However, because the area was isolated, they had no idea what was happening outside. Anyway, they were waiting for someone in Xuexiang.
