The Far North's bitter wind howled against the ice-built outer walls of the Spirit-Patrol Pavilion. Snow shattered into glittering crystals on the frozen surface, while formations sealed the interior, holding warmth and cold in a delicate balance.
Su Tong stepped out through the pavilion doors. Her gaze fell straight on Huo Yuhao, Gu Yue, and the little girl Huo Yan'er, confirming the ominous feeling in her heart.
The moment Huo Yuhao saw Su Tong, his pupils tightened. No way. The Snow Empress really recruited someone? Bet she half coaxed, half tricked her into coming.
The young woman stood still, lips pressed tight, and said nothing.
Huo Yuhao pushed down his wandering thoughts and hid his amusement. Maintaining a polite manner, he cupped his hands and asked, "Who might you be?"
His address was courteous, but inside he was practically roaring. Do you know where you are? This is the Extreme North Core Circle! The Spirit-Patrol Pavilion's territory! Soul Beasts would drive ordinary people away before they even reached the outskirts, yet you, a human Soul Master, are staying inside the pavilion? You've got some nerve.
Su Tong drew a deep breath, her chest rising slightly. She straightened her back and answered in a firm voice, "This is the Spirit-Patrol Pavilion, and I am its disciple, Su Tong. Now let me ask you: who are you? Trespassing here carries a steep price."
"A price?" Huo Yuhao repeated softly, almost laughing. Death and the end of my path?
Amusement stirred in his heart.
If it came down to status, he was the pavilion master of the Spirit-Patrol Pavilion in name. Su Tong simply had no idea.
Huo Yuhao knew Su Tong's circumstances in the original story well. A genius with a talent close to an Ultimate Attribute had become an understated talent