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The winter in Jinchuan was not as cold as the winter in Zhenjiang. At night, it was only zero degrees celsius, and a layer of soft and thick leopard fur was spread across the damp padding, making it look primitive and ancient, wild and warm.

Qi Jin was really thick-skinned. He sat cross-legged in the middle of the tent and meditated.

Qiu Yue pulled Qiu Shui along and bowed to Qi Jin. She said