Canglan City, Marquis Yun's Mansion.
Gu Zhan and Rong Yichu walked side by side in the corridor.
Snow had been falling in Yunxi for several days, and the swirling snowflakes danced all over the sky, covering rooftops and walls in a white blanket.
"Lord, Yundong has invited you to join the battle; I fear their intentions are not pure!" Rong Yichu said softly.
Gu Zhan stood at the edge of the corridor, looking at the frozen lake below, and said, "Want to act like a saint while being a hypocrite."
