Great. Just Great.

Nie Mingjue had gone on a Night Hunt to kill some ghosts and other monsters because it’s what he loved to do. As Nie Clan Leader, he constantly was showing his strength.

During this night hunt, he and his allies got separated due to the heavy fall of snow. It was so sudden, not one was expecting it.

As he trekked the snow, he saw a figure out in the distance. As he got closer, it was a a person wearing the Nie grey hanfu. So he quickly took them with him as he sought out shelter.

It was cold. So very cold. The blizzard-like winds stabbing his skin and the snow freezing his boots until he could no longer feel his feet.

When he found an abandoned home, he kicked the door then walked in and placed the person down.

He looked around for a while before finding things he could make a fire with. Rubbing the wood together, the light sparks finally flared and he sighed, holding his large palms out towards the fire.

He glanced over at the person he had taken with him and after getting a good look at them, his cheeks felt like they’d go pink. But considering the current situation, his cheeks were as flushed as they could be because of the cold.

“What were you doing out in the snow?” He asked nonchalantly, rubbing his hands together to warm them, his large sword resting at his waist.