On the Snowfield, someone was frantically running in a disheveled manner.
The people who had escaped from the lakeside camp were scattered sporadically across the Great Snow due to the wind and snow.
Many others couldn't keep up with the pace of Qing Yi and the others. They lacked the physical strength of the workers and had to flee in a sorry state.
Following the last footprints in the snow, they arrived at the mouth of the valley, pleading for Qing Yi to let them in.
As the sounds of the wolves drew nearer, cries of despair filled the area outside the valley.
Qing Yi, after a moment's thought, said to Qing Li, "Let them in."
Qing Li glanced at his young master, thinking to himself: not it couldn't be 'If the sir were here, he would do the same' as the reason, could it?
Qing Yi smiled and said, "I know what you are thinking, but this time it's because we need some people to keep watch during the night. Let these people come into the valley; everyone must work, no exceptions."
