The raging air current shattered the leisurely falling snowflakes in the sky.
Xu Heli's feet lightly tapped the ground at breakneck speed, kicking up trails of snow dust; his entire figure shot towards the deep courtyard in the alley with the swiftness of an arrow released from a bowstring.
When he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, his knees forcefully pushed off the ground, and a surge of powerful blood qi burst forth from his body; with a spring, he leapt atop the high wall and stood there like a sharp spear.
The wind howled, wailing like the cries of ghosts!
Xu Heli's blood qi circulated within his body, reaching every limb and bone, his eyes clear as he looked into the courtyard.
Chill plums emitted a faint fragrance, covered in accumulated snow.
