Xu Qing was just saying, but he had already calculated the terrain ahead in his mind. He even climbed the mountain barefoot, his toes possessing strong adhesive force, so he didn't worry about slipping.
This experience of climbing through the snowstorm was even more thrilling than leaping onto roofs and vaulting over walls.
Indeed, Xu Qing felt an indescribable surge of excitement in his heart.
"In front of this mountain cliff, what are wind and snow to me? One day, I must fly above the Nine Heavens and see for myself," Xu Qing declared with soaring ambition.
The mountain path ahead was rugged, and the sky filled with snow, but it was just a minor frost on the path of life.
His steps light, he quickly climbed the cliff and observed the wilderness, which was clothed in silvery purity, the vastness of the world filling his chest and uplifting his spirit.
"Um, young master, you can put me down now," Su Lianqing gently reminded.
"Oh, you can get down."
