Chapter 123
This was a wild wharf on the outskirts of Falling Leaves City, where all the grass had withered with the onset of winter, the snow enclosing thousands of miles. The freezing wind blew harshly, acting like a knife on people's faces.
Cheng Dalei, wrapped in his great cloak, leaned against a large tree. His Ghost Face Axe was within arm's reach. At this moment, the handle of the axe felt even colder than ice in his hand. Cheng Dalei couldn't help but think about how people in this era managed to wage war in such unforgiving weather.
As soon as the ship docked, Cheng Dalei ordered the men out to form a vigilant circle around the ship full of grain. This way, if anyone approached, he would be alerted immediately.
The sound of dried grass crunching under boots came from behind. Without thinking, Cheng Dalei gripped his axe, only to turn around and see that the approaching figure was Su Ying.
"The weather is cold, why have you come outside?" Cheng Dalei inquired.
