The dense snow kicked up by the shattered Snow Giant was initially so heavy it was like a thick wall, blocking all sight.
But very quickly, that "wall" rapidly faded, turning into ordinary goose-feather snow.
He Ao's gaze remained fixed on a certain direction amid the drifting snowflakes.
Accompanied by the faint sound of boots stepping into deep snow, a slender figure slowly emerged from the blizzard.
Her steps were slow and elegant, her posture straight, as though she had drifted into this place along with the wind and snow.
Only when she drew close did He Ao make out her appearance.
She was a beautiful woman.
Her skin was as white and smooth as snow, her features delicate and cold, though her cheeks retained a hint of baby fat. Her snow-white hair was simply tied together and draped over her shoulders, dusted with a few pristine flakes.
She wore a snow-white gown inlaid with ice crystals. The upper half wrapped around both shoulders, its lines stiff and straight, like formal attire from the Copy World. The lower half was a looser mermaid-skirt design that faintly outlined her graceful figure, with the hem trailing across the ground.
The crystalline ice sparkled like gemstones beneath the faint light of the Snowy Plains.
Her lake-blue eyes were slightly lowered as she quietly watched He Ao from her beautiful face.
Honestly, that outfit was not suited for traveling through the wilderness.
He Ao watched the "woman" before him, as well as her lowered gaze.
Clearly, she could "see" him. She was not some illusory phantom.
Judging from her bearing, she seemed to have received an extremely strict education in etiquette.
In the Copy World, that generally meant she came from one of the Ancient Families and possessed an exceptionally noble "bloodline."
Of course,