The Main Vein Tribe's foundation came from the structures left behind by their ancestors, and the faith the North Snow Tribe relied on for survival was the North Snow Tower, the tall building that had watched over the tribe's development for tens of thousands of years.
No one would ever want to leave this place. It housed the heritage the North Snow Tribe had accumulated over tens of thousands of years, as well as secret legacies left by their ancestors.
The belief that as long as the North Snow Tower stood, the North Snow Tribe would never perish was deeply rooted in the hearts of its people. Lamentably, when Jiang Qiu arrived, the place was completely deserted.
He gazed at the empty shacks surrounding the North Snow Tower. Trampled planks, pots, and bowls lay strewn across the street. The cold wind howled desolately, and even the special stone slates, which were usually untouched by snow, were now covered in a layer of white frost.
"Where is everyone?"
