Canglang City, the Garrison Commander Manor.
The Earth-Fire Dragon was burning vigorously, baking the council hall until it was as warm as spring, forming a sharp contrast with the howling wind and snow outside the window. The air was permeated with the delicate fragrance of top-grade pine-soot ink and freshly brewed strong tea.
Qin Lie had unfastened his heavy black cloak, wearing only a dark-patterned black civilian robe, and sat before the massive Northern Frontier sand table.
Chapter 237