The frigid wind blew over the ice plains, sending snowflakes flying everywhere.

The woman in the snow seemed incredibly beautiful and charming. But as far as Xu Qing was concerned, those good looks were as unrealistic as flowers in a mirror or the moon in the water. He looked up at Erniu.

“Eldest Brother,” he said coolly, keeping a firm grip on the recording jade slip. “There’s a hole in the plan.”

Erniu’s eyes flitted to the jade slip. Inside, he was muttering apprehensively. There was no doubt about it. To someone like Erniu who valued face a lot, this particular strategy being employed by Xu Qing was deadly, to say the least. At the very least, Erniu simply couldn’t be as cocky as normal.

Erniu cleared his throat. “What hole? You mean the fact that Feng Lintao has a bounty on his head again?”