They were too excited to sleep all night, all trying to figure out how to meet the Ice Emperor.
The night passed quickly.
At dawn, Jiang Xiaobai and the group emerged from the ice house, the polar daylight shining coldly upon them.
"How long do you think he'll take to return?" Bai Feng asked.
Jiang Xiaobai replied, "I don't know, but I reckon it won't be long. He already left last night, he might have met the Ice Emperor by now."
Bai Feng seemed worried, opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed his words.
They waited from day to night, occasionally stepping out of the ice house to check, yet there was no trace of the elder.
Initially, everyone managed to wait patiently, but three days later, they lost their patience entirely.
A truth was gradually surfacing, despite their unwillingness to accept it, they all understood.
"We might have been deceived."
