The blizzard ended abruptly. The sun slowly emerged from the clouds, its dazzling rays reflecting back and forth across the snowdrifts.
Perhaps to adapt to the northern climate, the Snow Wolf beneath Xu Nan had long eyelashes to ward off deadly snow blindness.
The Black Knight appeared suddenly and swiftly. He was not wearing the army's heavy armor, but a suit of light armor that made him look like a ranger or a knight's attendant.
Yet Xu Nan could feel the overwhelmingly powerful pressure radiating from him.
"A high-level professional, at least third-tier..."
Without using Appraisal Technique, Xu Nan silently made his judgment.
This was another world. Its class system had developed over many years. Though the sparsely populated north had not reached the point where "legends walked everywhere and liches were a dime a dozen," encountering a few high-level professionals was perfectly normal.
The key was his purpose.
Xu Nan noticed that the Black Knight wore an exquisite dark gray Mask Helmet that exposed only his eyes and nose. His gaze was sharp, and the fine steed beneath him was clearly top quality. Even its horseshoes seemed to exude wealth.
Maybe some rich young master? But he did not quite look the part.
Combined with the female corpse the Snow Wolf had just dug out of the ground, it was not difficult to reach one conclusion—
Xu Nan had stumbled into trouble!
Should I call for help!?
That was his first thought, but he quickly rejected it. If he called for Luo Mang's help now, then he would probably have to spend his following days in Lost Paradise.
Flowers raised in a greenhouse would never grow into true pillars of support. After his life-and-death struggle in Azure Dreamland against the God of Fear, Xu Nan had become braver and