The snow-covered tower loomed in silence, like a silent giant standing amidst a cluster of low, pale houses.
Beyond the thick door panels, climbing up the layered windows.
Each window was protected by an iron grille, above them, rows of exquisite angels and ivy leaf carvings adorned the facade.
The soaring spire pointed directly at the sky, seemingly piercing the clouds, with the weather vane at the top buried in snow, occasionally glinting with metallic luster.
Snow covered the sides of the cobblestone streets, amidst the snow piles, vendors gritted their teeth, continuing to shout their wares.
Wheels rolling, a fine carriage stopped in front of the tower.
With a bag containing scrolls in hand, Mitney, having placed his luggage, jumped off the carriage and jogged to the large gate adorned with exquisite bronze decorations.
After lingering on Autumn Dusk Island for five days, it wasn't until January 3rd that Mitney and Qianqian hurriedly departed with the contract.
