In a single night, snow silently covered half of the entire Northern Lands.
Lu Sheng walked out of his private sanctuary and was greeted with a scene of white. The chilly morning wind blew the snow off the pine tree in the courtyard.
He breathed out some warm air. From afar, a child’s cry could be heard, along with a dog’s barking and a cock’s crow.
Several Crimson Whale Sect guards stood guard outside the door. A thin layer of snow had covered them, yet they did not budge.
"It’s been hard on you guys." Feeling bright, Lu Sheng complimented them.
"It’s not hard to do our duty for Sect Master!!" all of them shouted in reply excitedly, as if they were on steroids.
Simply from the fanatic devotion he saw in their eyes, Lu Sheng roughly understood the stature he commanded in the hearts and minds of Crimson Whale Sect.