"This damned weather, who knows when it will end. I can't find you, and I don't dare to use too much Primordial Power. Hey, how come you don't have any snow on you? How did you walk through this big snowstorm?"
Fourth Senior Brother was puzzled and looked again at his little junior brother, noticing that Little Di Shen had an unknown sword in his hand.
Except for some scratches on his face, there wasn't a trace of snow on Little Di Shen, as if the snow automatically dodged when it came near him.
Wow, in this day and age, is it because someone looks handsome that even the heavens show them favor?
"I'm wearing the Fire Crane Soft Armor that Master gave me."
Little Di Shen grinned smugly and opened his shirt to reveal a snug little vest underneath.
Fourth Senior Brother was speechless, silently thinking to himself.
"Master, who was the first to enter the sect after all? Why is it that all the treasures on Wuya Peak have been taken by this little guy?"
