Redwood Ridge, still looks like the eternally unchanging frost.
Each giant tree seems forged from ice, and the spaces between are like a spread of white velvet. The moonlight filtering through the branches onto the ground is absorbed by the snow, leaving no trace.
All around, everything is silent. The occasional sound brought by the wind and snow is exceptionally clear.
"Why do your clothes look thicker than the others?"
Walking at the front of the team, Xia Hong turned back to look at Xu Ning and Lin Kai, who were noticeably a size larger than the others. Then he glanced across the group and noticed that Qiu Peng, Zhu Shun, and Zou Yuankai were the same. He curiously asked a question.
The Hunting Team, hearing this, all smiled.
But the five who were named felt a bit embarrassed.
"Leader, the five of them, are wearing something underneath!"
Seeing Xia Hong turn his head to look at him, Xu Ning directly took off his coat.
