Even if she could not kill him, she was strong enough to cause some injuries, at least.
Feng Jiayi put the umbrella in her hand and said, "Take this. The umbrella can keep you warm. Stay here, and don't go anywhere. I will be back very soon." He made a turn and disappeared in the snow.
Gu Xijiiu was bewildered. The umbrella was surely a magical item; like a midsummer's sun, it was able to keep her warm by blocking out the cold.
Gu Xijiu then took a look at her surroundings. The place was a solitary snow land of extreme cold. The uncharted territory was virtually uninhabited. In fact, she had never been to this place before. However, the spiritual energy of the place was rather fascinating. Eddies of spiritual power surrounded her in swirls of chilly air currents.
