Snowflakes began to drift through the air again.
Tiny white feathers, like pear blossoms blown off the tree, scattered haphazardly.
The earth was enveloped in silver white, the piercing cold wind howled fiercely.
After the group left the electronics wholesale market, it started to snow again.
This made everyone's mood turn sour.
The carcass of the tiger they had encountered earlier was nowhere to be found.
But now, they were not in the mood to search for it, nor did they have the energy to do so.
With heavy hearts, the vehicles slowly moved along.
They progressed steadily, not fast, but stable.
The snow on the road was still deep; snowplows continuously pushed aside the snow to clear a passable path.
The people in the vehicles ate something simple.
Li Yu suddenly asked: "Shang Xue'er, do you remember how many people left Jiefang City with you in the end?"
Holding food in her hand, Shang Xue'er paused briefly and after some thought, replied:
