The gentle sunlight shone upon the vast snowfield, falling on Lan Xue. The surroundings were silent, the landscape covered in pure white snow. Lan Xue's face was as cold as the surrounding ice and snow. She stared at Luo Zheng with dissatisfaction and said, "At this point, do you still not trust me? Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"No, don't misunderstand." Luo Zheng hurriedly pointed to a sloping ditch not far away and explained, "That place is inconspicuous and very open. Beyond the snow is a thicket, which is clearly visible and not suitable for hiding. I want to dig a hole there to hide you, then lure the enemy away. Can you patiently wait for me to come back for you?"
