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"I don't like this place."
Shu Ci wrapped herself in a fox fur cloak, not caring that she was draping herself with one of her own kind.
With an inherently dazed and lifeless gaze, she stared at the majestic city towering amidst the endless snowstorm.
The burns on her face were healing well, and with a bewitching yet icy look, she steadfastly refused to proceed further.
Baili An, having traveled all along, vaguely sensed that this little demon had an inexplicable aversion and dread of cold weather.
Her spirits were initially high along the way, but as Shifang City drew closer, everything ached or felt sore.
Her entire body seemed to have its bones drawn loose.
Even after filling five bags with hot water, her body remained cold.
As if she had been fished out of an icy river, her body temperature was lower than that of Baili An, who was like a dead man.
Baili An, after much persuasion, finally coaxed her into the city.
