The hardships of the Arctic Ice Plains were not something these noble scions of Imperial Capital City had truly experienced, but there were no shortage of records concerning them.
The surviving remnants of the Hundred Clans had all once been powerful races capable of contending with the human race during ancient times and the Ancient Times. Over the long years since they retreated to the Arctic Ice Plains, quite a few clans had perished. Aside from problems with their own inheritances, the harsh environment of the Arctic Ice Plains was also to blame.
Never mind luxuries—even the everyday necessities of food and drink were a major problem.
Cold, in particular, was deadly. Every year, who knew how many newborns of the Hundred Clans froze to death alive, or died of chills.
Take Tong Lie, for instance. The Bronze Hammer Tribe to which he belonged dominated a radius of three thousand li and could be called the leader of the tribal alliance, yet the living standards of its people were not even comparable to those of a small village within Divine Continent Passes.
Thus, since ancient times, quite a few among the Hundred Clans had been unable to endure the harsh living conditions of the Arctic Ice Plains and voluntarily thrown in their lot with the human race. Through hired service and trade, or by selling information about their own tribes, they sought to settle among the humans within the passes and obtain a peaceful land in which to rest and recuperate.
Such examples were few, but they did indeed exist.
Liu An and the other three were all representative figures within Imperial Capital City's noble system. Others might not have been able to make such a decision, but if they wished, they truly could carve out a region somewhere in