There was a frozen world in the dark and quiet world. There was no powerful wind propelling anything forward, neither was there trembling under anyone’s feet on the ground that would make people uneasy.
There was only dead silence in that place.
The ice statues and ice mountains everywhere were a scene that would never change in the frozen world, besides… a gigantic turtle. It had its eyes wide open and was glaring hatefully at an ice mountain with labored breathing. If gazes could kill, then Su Ming, who was in the ice mountain, would have died several times.
Su Ming smiled wryly, and besides doing that, he simply had no other way to express the gloominess in his heart.
He did not expect that this turtle would still be holding onto his grudge even after fifteen years. It laid there, staring at the ice mountain for fifteen years… Then, two hours ago, that turtle saw his quarry.
