And in the middle of the lake, there was a person.
"Sigh!"
Zuo Fang immediately pulled on the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves high, coming to an abrupt stop.
The person sitting cross-legged in the center of the lake rested his chin in one hand, and when Zuo Fang slowed down to approach, merely lazily turned his head to glance over.
"Dragon Whelp, what are you doing here?"
Zuo Fang dismounted and stood on the shore of the ice lake.
Luo Kun looked at him somberly: "Waiting for you guys."
Zuo Fang was trying to step and test the ice on the lake's surface. Hearing this, he just scoffed in disbelief.
He surveyed his surroundings, then once more set his gaze on the youth in the center of the lake. Noting the latter's tattered clothes, it indeed seemed like the aftermath of a fierce battle.
He teased, "Didn't catch her?"
