The black dot moved slowly, and in the blustering snowstorm, it appeared like a tiny ant in motion.
Zhang Chao rubbed his eyes and discovered that the black dot had stopped moving.
When he finally discerned the true nature of the black dot, Zhang Chao nearly choked with rage.
The black dot was a gray-covered carriage; the carriage had shakily come to a halt, and soon a person emerged from it, wearing a wind-preventing hat and draped in a thick straw raincoat.
Either the snowstorm had blinded him, or the person was naturally short-sighted, for he didn't even glance at the nearly a thousand soldiers of the Bailu County Guard Army located a mile away.
He leisurely disembarked from the carriage, retrieved an iron shovel, and broke open a hole in the thick layer of ice; then unhurriedly took out a bamboo rod, leaned it against the carriage, crossed his legs comfortably, and began to fish.
