C240 Duke of Yassa

As the sun rose, a layer of resplendent golden robes enveloped the land in silver. Reflected in the snow, a golden light shone, as if it were a dream or illusion.

Amidst the towering mountains and lofty mountains, Yan Yun was standing on a mountain peak after a sleepless night. The north wind whistled, and golden light shone on his face.

There were many mountains in the north