Several Deputy Generals from Changliu Country gathered around.
"What is this Spirit Grass?"
Great General Mucun explained, based on the letter, "I hear that eating this Spirit Grass helps one resist the cold."
"It's as if your body and mind are enveloped by spring. You won't just be unafraid of the cold—you could sleep out in the ice and snow without feeling a thing, and you wouldn't even get hurt!"
The Deputy Generals were stunned.
"I've always heard that Cangyun Country is vast and resource-rich, but to think they actually have such a miraculous herb."
A complex look appeared in Mucun's eyes as he murmured, "No wonder its effects last for three days."
"And in Lion Head City, the cooking smoke rises exactly once every three days."
One of the Deputy Generals grew anxious. "At this rate, they'll wear us down to nothing!" he said, his voice rough.
Another agreed, "That's right. They have Spirit Grass, and we have nothing."
