The early morning atop the mountain was not particularly pleasant, Ji Nuan was woken by a chilling gust of wind.
Perhaps it was due to the cold breeze that blew in. Xiu Yan pulled Ji Nuan closer into his arms.
"Brother Xiu Yan, let's get up." Ji Nuan rubbed his eyes, struggling to sit up from the orc's arms. Looking around, he noticed that the orcs had already started eating and packing away their beast skins.
No wonder it felt a bit colder, all the surrounding 'meat shields' had left.
The cold mountain had no vegetation, no dry branches for a fire, so the orcs took out their dried meat from their pack to satiate their appetite.
"Here, drink some water." A large hand handed over a bamboo tube.
Ji Nuan gently shook his head: "No, the water in this bamboo tube though better than the snow, drinking too much, I fear, may upset my stomach and delay our progress."