C1397 Suppressing Fate
The air was a little cold and humid. The Cora Peninsula was like this. It was already autumn in the Main World, let alone in Russia.
It was unknown how Yang Xuan had gotten so far in the past few years. When he was young, he could still see snow. Now that the seasons were unclear, it had been many years since he had seen snow in the south.
When he was young
