The long days of the heavy snow trapping the mountains had finally come to an end. For over two months, the snow had fallen incessantly, as if under a spell.
Early that morning, the sun seemed to finally wake from its slumber and peeked over the horizon. The golden sunlight spilled across the snow-covered ground, sparkling like countless diamonds—the radiance was so intense it was nearly impossible to keep one's eyes open.
"Finally, it stopped!" Li Xiu stretched his body like a cat waking from a nap and pushed open his door. He quickly donned his thick fur coat and hunter's gear, buckled his machete at his waist, mounted his majestic Red Hare, and rode out of the courtyard to head into the mountains for a hunt.
Chapter 51