Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The weather was getting colder. Fanxue Mountain was covered in a cold mist early in the morning. The sentry towers were hidden in the mist, and the coastline was barely visible.
It was common for unpredictable events to occur in weather like this. Since it was now winter, the moths were either hibernating or had reached the end of their lifespans in autumn. Fanxue Mountain was relying solely on the Mages for protection.
Mo Fan had already left for Greece. There was only a Russian flight to Greece because of the huge fog, using a Russian air service. Just as Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan boarded the plane, Fanxue Mountain sounded an alarm.
"They should be able to handle it, right?" Mo Fan asked with a worried face.
He could only see nothing but the fog from the window. He had no idea what was going on.
I think Asha would be pretty offended to know she was actually being hot-potatoed away quickly by two men, given her personality... but then again, maybe not. It is the wise move, after all.