"Mr. Mo, don't be nervous, I'm not an enemy." A clear female voice sounded, with the characteristic cheerfulness of northerners, "I'm here to deliver something to Mr. Cheng, about the 'Frozen History Book'."
Cheng Hao's hand holding the tea bowl paused, and he stood up gropingly. Ah He quickly held his arm and whispered: "Sir, be careful, this woman's origins are unknown."
"It's okay." Cheng Hao patted the back of her hand and walked towards the source of the sound, "Since the girl knows about the 'Frozen History Book', she must have come prepared. Why don't we get on the boat and explain it in detail?"
The footsteps were getting closer, and Cheng Hao could feel the other person stopping three steps away, carrying a scent of cedar and a faint smell of ice. "Mr. Cheng is indeed extraordinary." The woman smiled, with admiration in her voice, "My name is Su Xue, and I am a descendant of the 'Icekeepers' in the north. My grandfather said before he died that when the breath of the Emperor's Sword appears in the north, he will give this to you."
A cold hand thrust a hard object into Cheng Hao's palm. It was a palm-sized ice crystal, and there was a faint wave of historical power hidden in the coldness that melted at your fingertips. Cheng Hao rubbed the surface of the ice crystal with his fingertips, and could feel the complex patterns engraved on it, which were somewhat similar to the ancient runes he had seen in the ruins of the Western Regions.
