Translator: Aran

  Mister Liu lifted his brush and began painting yet again on the snowy white scroll with the terrain drawn on it.

  After only a few strokes, the strange apparition of the ‘Snow Dragon turning over’ was replicated in a vivid and life-like fashion on the map. The silver white-coloured Snow Dragon was as if it was alive and about to pounce out from the painting. Ye Qingyu only gave it a brief glance, but he was able to sense the viciousness and terror of the Snow ..