C118 Snow-cold(4)

Snow was falling like cotton.

Ming Capital was a rare sight. Compared to the brutality outside the True Martial City, elsewhere, they were still more cheerful as if they were playing in the snow.

Hall of Arts.

"Qin, have you participated in this yet?"

Qin Fann asked straightforwardly.

Fortunately, he and Qin Yu were the only two people in the Hall of Arts, and even Gao Tai was not there