Lin Yu'an lifted his head, his gaze passing over the snow-bent branches of the interlocked pine forest, looking toward the horizon.
The sun had completely sunk beneath the undulating ridge line in the distance. The canvas of the sky, once brushed with a pale gold, was being rapidly invaded by indigo blue at a visible speed.
This was the unmistakable signal that daylight had completely ended, foretelling the long and cold night was about to reclaim this land.
The temperature was dropping sharply, each breath he exhaled instantly crystallizing into white vapor, like the heat of life silently resisting the harsh cold of the outside world.
Lin Yu'an's skin could clearly sense the bone-chilling cold winds in the air, attempting to penetrate every layer of clothing shielding him.
"Alright, now comes the part of the entire process that requires the most patience and skill, and tests decision-making the most."
