Li Qiye was eating at an inn in Du City. At the table next to him, a group of more than ten people—men and women, old and young—were also dining.
"Ha, if we enter Fengdu City this time, we might just find the legendary Mountain Treasure! If we do, our Snow Shadow Ghost Clan will surely rise!" Among the group, a sturdy-looking young man exclaimed with an excited laugh.
Everyone at the table, regardless of age or gender, shared a distinct feature: their hair was snow-white.
But that wasn't the strangest part. What was truly bizarre was that when sunlight hit them, the shadows they cast on the ground were also snow-white.
White shadows. Such a sight might make one's skin crawl, but in the Ghost Sacred Realm, a place teeming with the Ghost Race, it wasn't considered particularly horrifying.
Clearly, this group of old and young belonged to the same clan: the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan. Just as their name suggested, their shadows were as white as snow.
