Snow caves, icy skies, the cold wind cuts like a blade.
This winter, the snowfall was especially heavy. At a glance, everything was blanketed in white. Gu's Manor was almost devoid of activity, as most people stayed indoors to avoid the cold, minimizing any unnecessary outings.
The mountains were sealed by snow, and travel was difficult.
Gu Sheng no longer went into the mountains to hunt; instead, he focused on practicing Iron Stone Fist and archery at home.
For Gu Sheng, whose body was strong from initial martial arts training, even he felt a hint of chill in this icy world—let alone the ordinary tenant farmers.
Since winter began.
Gu Sheng had already heard multiple accounts from Gu's Manor of people freezing to death or starving in their homes.
He fell into brief silence; if he hadn't awakened his innate wisdom and the system panel, he would certainly have been among the frozen corpses this winter.
