The eighth day of the month marked the Festival of the Eight Stars. The snow had stopped and the skies cleared, and the accumulated snow from the past few days began to thaw. The military camp grew busy.
Early that morning, Zhongli Ting had led his troops out for training.
As the temperature rose at midday, the snow melted at a visible pace. Near the camp gate, Ruhuahua was doing her best to patch up the snowman she had built.
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