Deep in the snow mountain.
The sky had turned dark. Zhou Xuanwu and Xiao Nanfeng sat cross-legged on a frozen block of ice and waited for Wang Teng's return.
The runemasters hung around them, muttering with an unhappy expression.
This place was extremely cold. The chill seeped right into their bones and almost froze their blood. Even martial warriors wouldn't be able to handle the cold if they stayed for too long.
These runemasters didn't train their physique especially, so they were on the brink of collapsing after staying here for an entire day. However, because of Wang Teng's identity, they couldn't say anything. They could only complain quietly to vent their frustrations.
Zhou Xuanwu and Xiao Nanfeng knew what they were thinking.
"Why isn't he back?" Xiao Nanfeng frowned and asked.
"Maybe he's held up by something?" Zhou Xuanwu hesitated. He wasn't certain either.
"Did he get caught?" Xiao Nanfeng asked.