The climate of the Mount Wutai Sect is cold and damp, with frequent rain, occasional storms, and heavy snow, especially during this month. As soon as she stepped off the plane, Lin Xinru couldn't help but shiver from the cold, her body contracting instinctively.
She had no idea why Chen Feng insisted on visiting Mount Wutai, and by the looks of it, he didn't seem like someone who was devoted to Buddhism. A Buddhist who frequently resorts to violence? Claiming they were here for a honeymoon seemed even more nonsensical. With this kind of weather, apart from holing up in a hotel, who would want to go out? This wasn't a hot spring resort. Just now, the airport announcement had warned travelers about an incoming storm and advised everyone to take precautions.
