The sun gradually rose over the ice fields. In eastern Bandu Port, one might have seen it leap from the sea; but around Wildfire City, all they could see was the feeble morning light beneath the haze of Ghost Mother Forest.
Living Corpse Swamp had a humid climate and bizarre temperatures—nights could be freezing, perhaps more than ten degrees below zero, while daytime temperatures could range anywhere from a few degrees to over thirty.
No wonder people in Wildfire City had once joked that the living corpses needed seasonal clothes the most. They weren't wrong.
However, the aberration in the planar laws could not affect the sorcerers inside Leomund's luxurious row house.
"North wind!" Green tested cautiously.
"Mahjong!"
Xu Nan smiled faintly and laid down his winning hand.
The other three could only stare helplessly. Susan even kicked Green and looked at Xu Nan pitifully.
"Boss, I'm even poorer now..."
Xu Nan blinked. "But you're stronger too."
Susan sighed. "That's true, but I can no longer repay what I owe you. Other than my body, I already..."
"Enough, enough. Your body has already been mortgaged to who knows how many creditors. Every time you say you'll repay with your body, but not a single person has ever managed to collect..." Rek'Sai couldn't help mocking her.
Xu Nan chuckled and happily collected his money.
"As expected, being a sorcerer suits me best."
"Fighting and killing are so inelegant. Let the underlings scout the way first. The protagonist only needs to show his face at the crucial moment."
Having cleaned out his underlings with mahjong, Xu Nan was thoroughly satisfied.
Earlier, they had rested in Leomund's row house for a while, then played mahjong all the way until dawn.
What surprised Xu Nan was that although the Nine Nine Nine Trio were