Half a month passed in a flash, and Jiang Hao finally reached his destination, the Icefield Snow Region.
Like tall buildings rising from level ground, oddly shaped little icebergs, ice sculptures, and ice boulders stood everywhere. There was nothing here but ice and snow, not even a single weed.
It was truly a bitterly cold, barren land.
How could anyone survive in an environment like this?
Without waiting for Jiang Hao to let her out, Xue'er appeared beside him. Frowning at the harsh landscape before her, she said, "Farther north. I can sense my people there."
With that, she began walking slowly in that direction without waiting for Jiang Hao to answer.
Jiang Hao was about to follow when Xue'er suddenly stopped him. "I can go alone. You can return to Shenzhou first. Once I've dealt with my clan's affairs, I'll come back to find you."
"How can I do that? Let's go together and see if there's anything I can help with." Jiang Hao grew anxious. We've come all this way, and now you're telling me to leave? Are you treating me like an outsider or what?
Xue'er explained, "You don't understand. It's not as though you don't know how hostile the Demon Race People are toward humans. Having you with me would only make them suspicious. After all, this will be my first reunion with my people. A misunderstanding would only spoil things."
There was nothing wrong with that reasoning, and Jiang Hao accepted it. Deep down, though, he could not quite stomach being treated like a tool, discarded as soon as she was done using him.
Throughout everything they had seen, heard, and encountered along the way, whether fortunate encounters or conflicts, Xue'er had neither intervened nor shown herself. Clearly, she had reservations.
At that thought, Jiang