"Five kilometers shouldn't be a problem, we can relax a bit!"
Although Ji Hong continued to keep vigilant in the snow forest, his gaze was quickly attracted by the constant appearance of crowds on the Bluestone Road.
Yes, crowds.
Since Hongmen opened in July, many Cold Resistance Levels from the Seven Towns continued to flock here, almost every night; Ji Hong had heard about this situation long ago.
But tonight's situation is clearly a bit abnormal!
On the Bluestone Road leading to Hongmen City, almost every few minutes, a wave of people would pass by, ranging from a few to a dozen, all heading towards Hongmen City.
Just by their attire, Ji Hong could recognize they were Cold Resistance Levels from village-level camps within the Eight Towns Territory. Connecting it with what Zhang Qingyuan just mentioned, he quickly deduced what they were here for.
"The day after tomorrow, you guess, can Great Xia withstand the pressure from the Northern Three Towns?"
