They had to rest for half an hour because the horses were disobedient.
The route they went on wasn't the toughest. When Old Luo climbed this ice mountain in the past, he had to do it at night for all four times. He took off his gloves and grabbed a handful of snow to suck in his mouth. His tongue turned numb because of the cold. It cleared up his mind too.
"We'll reach after passing through here!" At 7 am, when a tinge of light appeared on the horizon, Old Luo laughed loudly as he stood at the hillside and said, "It's still the same as the path I walked four years ago. The weather is freezing, and it didn't snow at night.
If it snowed at night, they would have to walk through the heavy snow and strong wind. It would slow down their pace.
Looking at the windy and endless road below them, Xia Jinyuan squinted. "Let's finish this route in one shot. After rushing down the mountain, we'll rest for an hour."
