Jiang Jichen drifted along with his hands behind his back, his demeanor calm and his bearing elegant. With a wave of his sleeve, he said, "My heart is full of passion, and my Dao Heart is firm. What's a little wind and snow like this?"
Su Fei smiled without speaking, following Jiang Jichen as they glided forward, searching for a place to land.
Jiang Jichen still hadn't activated any defenses, using only his physical body to resist the cold. But as he went deeper, he found the blizzard grew more and more bone-chilling. The frigid air penetrated his skin and seeped into his very marrow, threatening to freeze the blood in his veins.
However, Jiang Jichen kept up his act of indifference, forcing himself to endure the piercing cold with a serene expression.
