WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH~
The north wind howled as goose-feather snow drifted down.
At the peak of the majestic Great Snow Mountain.
Within a pavilion draped in silk, wine was heated and its aroma filled the air.
"It's nothing compared to the real Divine Wilderness, I'm afraid. Please excuse the poor display, Alliance Leader Wu."
King Bao Tong, Qian Kuiyun, poured the wine with an obsequious smile.
He had shed his Dragon Hunting Tower attire and was now dressed in a purple sable fur coat. His appearance was soft and portly, no different from his time in the Divine Wilderness, save for a hint of world-weariness and hardship.
His eyes were complex.
He looked at Wu Dao, who stood by the railing, calmly observing the "Divine Wilderness" world, his expression revealing a great deal of caution.
After all,
his acquaintance with Wu Dao was one-sided, a meeting of minds only.
Among all the kings of the Divine Wilderness,
