"Haha! I heard the court has sent an imperial envoy to the border, I expect he would arrive within a few days. Yet after waiting and waiting, he still hasn't come, and my heart is impatient. Could it be that Lord Imperial Envoy has been delayed by some matter on the road? Had I known, I should have sent someone to welcome His Excellency earlier!"
A hearty voice came through, and Yin Kun lifted the curtain to step out of the carriage.
Immediately, a piercingly cold wind poured into his crane robe, causing him to shiver.
Yin Kun looked towards the speaker, seeing a man amid the ice and snow, wearing only a dark brocade robe covered by a red cape, letting the biting wind ravage him without any sign of fear.
The man stood over seven feet tall, with tiger's eyes and sword-like brows, exuding a rough and bold demeanor. He clasped his iron fists together in a gesture of respect towards Yin Kun.
