On the snowy ground, a black-clad figure slowly walked towards the four people.
As the distance decreased, Liu Dahu, Meng Yuan, and the two attendants clearly saw the young man's attire and appearance, suddenly their expressions froze, and their mood became exceptionally heavy.
Though it was night, the ground was covered with snow, so visibility wasn't too low.
Even though they were more than ten meters away, the fitted black clothes the young man wore faintly reflected a lustrous glow, and the four of them clearly saw that it was obviously no ordinary item.
Looking at his appearance again, his face was like a jade crown, his skin didn't appear as rough as theirs, even his exposed hands emitted a faint white glow.
The young man clearly wore no weapon.
Yet Liu Dahu and the three others felt their hair stand on end, their gazes growing extremely tense.
