*
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather grew colder and colder.
Fortunately, Bai Su had people plant enough food and stockpile meat.
Their food reserves were sufficient to last the winter.
She was exhausted from all the work. Not only was she busy these days, but her men were also running themselves ragged.
The closer it got to the deep of winter, the more they could feel the second beast tide stirring restlessly.
The people of Qin City followed their example and also began to descend into the Abyss to mine Rubies.
Bai Su knew but didn't stop them.
Right now, the problem of her four men was giving her a bigger headache.
Watching Lu Tingyan shove Wen Lan away in displeasure, Bai Su's headache flared up again.
"Lu Tingyan, can't you two just give it a rest for one day? He's your brother."
Lu Tingyan retorted, "A cousin."
