Introduction: It's snowing, and the white snow makes the boundary between heaven and earth blurred a lot. The people who were chasing him were still chasing after him, like vicious wolves, just waiting to dismantle him and stain the world with some color with his blood. The wounds and clothes were frozen together, restricting his movement. It was so cold that he had almost lost his sense of touch. His only remaining willpower drove him to rush to his destination, the Imperial Capital, with all his strength.
Motto: A villain is always luckier than a gentleman