Lu Jin's eyes were indulgent, "Yes."
The large troop, totaling nearly six thousand people, stretched a long line across the snowy ground.
Outside was a vast expanse of white. Li Qian's spiritual power continuously scanned the area. They had left P city before nightfall. The fierce wind had turned into a gentle breeze, incessantly slapping snowflakes against the windows. Before nightfall, they had to find a place to stay overnight according to the route.
This road had already been traversed by two teams, and Li Qian easily found a three-story supermarket that had been manned but not destroyed by the storm.
Although half of the exterior wall had collapsed, the large underground parking garage was intact. Under Li Qian's direction, they cleared the snow and debris covering the entrance.
After scanning with his spiritual power again, Li Qian said, "It's safe, let's go in."
