"..."
Gazing at the pure white snowflakes filling the sky.
After gently breathing out a puff of warm air.
Guan Xiangfei immediately saw that the breath had turned into icy mist the moment it left his mouth, before being scattered by the frigid wind.
Faced with such a sight.
Although, given Guan Xiangfei and Jiang Xing's cultivation, this negligible chill was merely an inconsequential environmental factor, Guan Xiangfei still softly remarked, wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere:
"This place's climate really is a little extreme... exactly as the rumors say."
Jiang Xing immediately chimed in:
"Indeed."
"But the scenery here lives up to its reputation as well."
"This endless vista of pure white snow is rarely seen elsewhere in White Mist Country..."
As he spoke, Jiang Xing also glanced toward the other distant areas. Besides the two men's servants, there were some people of unknown origins there as well.
As they understood it, some had traveled countless miles in hopes of joining the Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion; some simply wanted to see this mysterious sect with their own eyes; and others merely felt that the area around here had to be safer than elsewhere... In short, there were all sorts of reasons.
Thanks to the News Report's articles.
A great many people had gathered in the surrounding region in a very short time.
However, unlike Guan Xiangfei and Jiang Xing, they did not dare approach the Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion too closely, fearing that their actions might offend it...
Furthermore, because of the sea clan invaders, in their search for security, Guan Xiangfei and Jiang Xing had even seen many refugees freeze to death along the road, families in tow, as they hurried here seeking shelter...
Recalling those dead people who had brought their entire families