Nan Xun was quiet for a moment. Jun Huang had a point.

He nodded. “It’s a good idea.”

Jun Huang gave him a faint smile. She was getting tired. Nan Xun noted her red hands and cheeks with a pang of sympathy and suggested that they returned to the camp. Jun Huang nodded. They brushed off the snow on them and walked back.

Their footprints had been buried under a thick layer of snow, but fortunately, they hadn’t gone far from the camp and could still see it from a distance. Jun Huang felt a little lightheaded, but she didn’t think much of it. She assumed it was just her exhaustion.

They parted after arriving at the camp. Jun Huang returned to the tent, while Nan Xun went off to discuss the idea of camouflage with the officers.

Jun Huang’s idea won everyone’s approval. After ordering them to make the necessary arrangements, Nan...