Night fell, and a hush settled over Qianshan Pass.
Thick, heavy snow, like goose feathers, drifted down, swept across the entire city by the fierce wind.
At this moment, even the normally bustling stables had fallen silent. The Snow Night Shock herd had returned to their stalls, and the clatter of hooves and the neighing of fine horses could no longer be heard.
Rong Taotao lay on his side, curled up under the covers and cuddling his Snowball Cat, fast asleep.
In the midst of a sweet dream, he felt someone calling his name.
"Taotao..."
"Taotao?"
Rong Taotao's eyes snapped open. "Hm?"
He instinctively turned his head toward Gao Lingwei's bed across from his, but in the pitch-black room, he couldn't tell if she was awake.
"Taotao." A voice sounded in his mind again.
'Ah, Bro, what is it?' Rong Taotao hurriedly replied in his mind. 'What's going on in the middle of the night?'
Rong Yang: "Are you training over by the Second Wall? With your coaches?"
