The cold wind swept across every inch of Beidahuang like a razor blade, letting out a piercing howl.
Jiang Rou braved the biting cold wind back to her dwelling, gently pushing open the wooden door that creaked in the frost.
The sound of the turning hinges woke Zhuifeng in the corner of the kennel. Lazily, it crawled out, sniffing the familiar scent in the air. Its tail wagging happily, it made no sound as it trotted over and threw itself affectionately beside Jiang Rou.
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