Outside, the Blizzard was so immense, the cold could freeze a person to death.
Yet Khilla had disregarded his own safety, worried for the Bear Tribe's well-being, and braved the wind and snow to find them.
This camaraderie, this sense of duty, was like a roaring fire, instantly warming the heart of every Bear Tribe member inside the tent.
Tears of gratitude welled up in the eyes of all the Bear Tribe members in the tent.
Pair after pair of eyes, filled with gratitude and respect, turned to Feng Shan in unison.
Being stared at by so many fervent gazes, Feng Shan actually felt a little awkward.
He turned his head away slightly and subconsciously tightened the blanket around himself to ease his discomfort.
After a brief pause, he spoke.
"I don't know how long this cold snap will last. Why don't you come back to the cabin with me? There's plenty of food and firewood there. It'll be safer than out in the open."
"Okay." After a moment's thought, Bear's Fang nodded emphatically.
