"Trying to survive for thirty days under Qian Qun's hands is not easy."
In the swirling snow, the two of them returned to Wutao Pavilion together.
Of course, Yuchi did not share a room with Zong Qianqun; he resided in the adjacent bedroom, now quietly awaiting the arrival of tomorrow's Judgment Day.
Tiesi City was also blanketed in snow, the raging snow covering the entire Tiesi City, yet the street lamps remained brilliantly bright, with various lanterns illuminating the massive city in a spectacular array of colors, remarkably beautiful.
Standing by the window, with half his face hidden in the light and half in the darkness, turning sideways to gaze at the blizzard-stricken Tiesi City night, Yuchi pondered how to handle the situation next.
