C1598 The Desert Wolf Trots Through the Snow Without a Trace 6(2)

"The North didn't pursue."

Gong Jing answered gloomily as he rubbed the brick with his hand on the wall. His long white hair was tied up into a bun. As the wind blew from the sofa, his helmet and gun were placed next to his feet.

"This time, the attack of the North has always been sudden. There has been no news of it. It must be the forces gathered in the nearby cities. Winter had just passed