As deep autumn turned to winter, outside the Northern Domain pass, the landscape was desolate and solemn, everything withered and white. Although the snow had yet to fall, the vegetation was shriveled, and looking out over the land, there was no vitality, starkly different from the scenery of Jiangnan.
Yue Pengwu was in the military camp outside the city, perusing the letters in his hand.
Though called letters, they were actually a thick stack of intelligence, encompassing various dossiers, including the general situation of the world today, numerous conflicts occurring in different regions, and news of the martial world heroes, naturally coming from that Tower Master Xue's Changfeng Building.
This area was where Changfeng Building's influence was the strongest.
It could be said that in this Northern Domain outside the pass.
