Yan Lie wiped the snowflakes from his head, the usual smile on his face replaced with worry.
"What's wrong?" Xin Feng was the first to ask.
"The Golden Lion Tribe has been surrounded by Bear Clan Beastmen."
As Yan Lie's voice faded, the room fell silent.
After a long moment, Zhu Xiu stood up, walked to the door, and pushed it open to look outside.
Bai Wanwan couldn't hold back either. She wrapped a beast-hide blanket around herself and tried to go out.
Xin Feng grabbed her by the wrist. "It's too cold outside, don't go. We don't know the exact situation out there yet. We'll go check things out first."
Bai Wanwan pulled back on his hand, trying to bargain. "I'll just take a peek from the doorway. I promise I won't go out."
Xin Feng sighed. "You're too delicate. The cold wind of the snow season could give you a fever, and getting a fever is very dangerous."
