C112 The Clouds Opened the Great Emperor Attacked

Chu Pingfeng gazed at the thick blanket of snow with a furrowed brow, scoffing to himself, "Yim Wuxie, do you really think a bit of snow can improve your fortunes?"

Outside the Imperial Capital, in a humble farmhouse, Prince Heluo cradled a bowl of soup, peering out at the falling snow. "When will this snow ever stop?" he mused aloud.

Roja shot him a look