Bab 511: Chapter 505: Delivering Cotton Coats

She knew that whether it was snowing or even raining knives, it meant the same for those people. They wouldn't leave. They would stand fast within their ranks. At this moment, the training ground was their entire world.

At night, despite the fact that the lights were on, the few of them still huddled indoors, nearly reduced to freezing.

Although they were clad in considerably thick clothes, they had forgotten that the mountain wind was unshielded from all directions, hence, the wind blew ruthlessly and chilled them to the bone.

Back in the other parts of Beijing, the cold was a physical attack that could be resisted with ample clothing. But, it was different here. Here, it felt like a magical spell. The chilling winds seemed to seep through their cotton clothes and froze their skins.