Qin Hu and Qin An shrank their heads and fought against the wind as they ran out of the military camp, stepping on the thick, heavy snow as they hurried forward.
The frail Qin An was careless for just a second, and the fierce gale directly knocked him over.
The two sentries on guard duty saw them come out, exchanged a sinister smile, scooped up two handfuls of snow to put out the campfire meant for keeping warm, and then ducked back into their tent.
Chapter 890