Xu Muhai cursed softly as he walked away.
Xue Qianbai smiled and shook his head, then continued to use the broken branch to write something unknown in the snow.
The cold wind blew by, snowflakes drifted down and covered up the words written on the ground.
Xue Qianbai paid no attention and continued to write two more characters.
Qinyang.
Looking at these two characters, Xue Qianbai seemed somewhat lost in thought.
It was at this moment that a snow sculpture flew in from the sky, blending into the white snow, nearly impossible for anyone to notice.
It landed near the snow pavilion, and Xue Qianbai stepped forward to take a letter from the snow sculpture.
Upon opening the paper, it had only one line written on it.
'Calamity arises, do not come.'
Seeing these six characters, Xue Qianbai's eyes narrowed slightly, he casually placed the letter into his coat, then stood up.
As a gust of snow and wind blew by, Xue Qianbai also vanished without a trace.
