This place was nothing like Chunming. It was very cold, and one needed to wear a thick coat.
The closer they got to the snow mountain and the higher they climbed, the colder it became.
Zhou Li, wrapped in his down jacket, walked slowly.
Yin Le had warned him so solemnly earlier, making him think they were almost there. However, it turned out there was still a considerable distance to go.
He was truly speechless.
Their current altitude might have already exceeded three thousand meters. Combined with several hours of hiking, the physical exertion had taken its toll; Mr. Jiang and Mr. Shi both developed altitude sickness. Fortunately, only the two of them were affected; everyone else, including Uncle Liu, was fine.
Mr. Shi's altitude sickness was more severe due to his heavier build, manifesting as physical exhaustion, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and dizziness, which slowed their progress.
"How much farther?" Lou Qingqing asked.
