There's no need for her to scold; whether they're full or not, nobody wants to stay here any longer. No one can be sure if that unknown 'Great Power' will kill them and turn their bodies into Weapons.
"Let's go," Li Changzhou stood up.
Borrowing the fire, the eight of them left the tavern; the moment they stepped out, their eyes were pierced by the blinding white snow.
The weather was clear, the Earth was a vast expanse of white, the cold biting to the bone.
Following the snowy path plowed by those who left earlier, the group headed to the stable.
The horses' backs were covered in thick snow, and a few horses outside the stable had long icicles hanging from their mouths.
The horses were reluctant to part with the lingering warmth inside the stable, resisting Li Changzhou and his group like enemies. But under the skillful Horse Taming Skills of the old man and others, they eventually stood up unwillingly.
Andy was assigned by the old man to lead at the front.
