In this frozen, snow-covered mountain range, even the game animals have vanished, hiding goodness knows where.
Night has begun to fall, and the temperatures on the snowy peaks plummet after dark. Getting lost here is no laughing matter; one could easily freeze to death. Moyuan had no intention of indulging Guan Yaoyao’s whims.
"I am not going. If you have nothing better to do, go help them set up the shelters," Moyuan said, turning away.
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