บท 1789: A Skinny Diplomat

The third time he climbed up the snow pile, he became much calmer. He, who was walking at the front, stopped after every few steps. He pulled the female soldier who was crawling on her hands and feet behind him. "Follow my steps. Relax your body and breathe a little. It's better to be slow than fast."

Qin Xiu had a rather elegant voice. When one heard him speak, it was as if he was reading an ancient text. He spoke unhurriedly.

Liu Yuan could not help but glance down. The bottomless abyss was right beside her feet and she could not help but scream.

Her sudden scream frightened even the person behind her, Wei Jiayue.

The two shrill screams gave a shock to the five female soldiers who were shoveling snow. They thought that something had happened in front of them and their lips turned pale. They looked ahead in a panic.