Three Years In Langye (XIV)

Wei Ci glanced at Lu Zheng and started laughing. "You are cold despite the fact that you hugged the charcoal brazier to fall asleep?"

Lu Zheng came from a line of hunters and had traveled up and down mountains since he was young… Why was his body so afraid of the cold?

"I have been afraid of the cold since I was young… Of course I am freezing…" Lu Zheng mumbled softly. He wished he could live in the charcoal brazier.

Why else would he have been so fearful of the cold if it was not for the fact that he had experienced it firsthand? His feet and hands had nearly been frozen.

After Wei Ci heard his explanation, he was momentarily silent; he looked like he was reminiscing on the past.