Ling Feng was mesmerized. An Lan's every frown and smile, her dance moves along with the drumbeats, were deeply etched in Ling Feng's eyes. Ling Feng finally understood what it meant to be "as if a light cloud veiling the moon, fluttering like the returning snow in the flowing wind; from afar, it appears as radiant as the sun rising at dawn, and up close, it dazzles like a lotus emerging from clear waves."

What surprised Ling Feng even more was that An Lan's dance seemed to slowly unfold a magnificent canvas for him, and he couldn't help but become immersed in it.

At that moment, the aftereffects of the strong liquor kicked in, and Ling Feng felt waves of excitement. Encouraged by An Lan's invitation and egged on by the other members of the Snowman Tribe, Ling Feng also stood up and began to dance to An Lan's rhythm.

As for what he was dancing, Ling Feng no longer cared; he just wanted to dance following his own feelings, keep to An Lan's pace. It was this effortless synchrony that created an astonishing harmony between them.

Eventually, Ling Feng let go of all his reservations and joined the Snowmen in their revelry.

"Ss, my head hurts!" When Ling Feng regained consciousness, he found himself lying on a simple bed, and through the thatched hut's window, he could hear the sound of birds chirping outside.

Where am I? I remember I was dancing at the bonfire, wasn't I? Ling Feng reminisced about last night's events and couldn't help but smile wryly. He didn't know why, but since arriving at the Snowman Tribe, he found himself naturally blending into their atmosphere!

If it had been before, he would have never allowed himself to lose his vigilance!

Ling Feng moved his body and suddenly stiffened; he felt his right hand grasping something soft and slippery.

With a "gulp," Ling Feng then realized that beside him was a disheveled woman, none other than An Lan, and his right hand was inside her clothes!

Ling Feng felt a chill run through his body. Oh God, what had he done last night? Could it be that he had drunkenly… Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, An Lan turned over and ended up pinning Ling Feng's hand under her breast.

Feeling that surprising softness, though the scene was so enchanting, Ling Feng felt no enjoyment. He couldn't imagine what kind of furious rage An Lan would unleash upon waking and discovering his beastly behavior!

"What on earth happened last night…" Ling Feng closed his eyes, struggling to remember.

Although there were indeed some gaps in his memory, with Ling Feng's capabilities, even if his actions had been unconscious, they would have been stored in his mind. After recalling hard, he finally understood what had happened!

Last night he had drunk a bit too much, and after the revelry, he was somewhat unconscious. Yet, it was An Lan who had supported him to the thatched hut. But as she laid him on the bed, Ling Feng's arm pulled An Lan down too, and his body ended up on top of hers.

"Oh my God!" Ling Feng painfully opened his eyes, realizing that all of this was indeed his own doing!

Looking at An Lan's exquisitely beautiful face so close to his, the sleeping woman did not possess her usual aloof grandeur but instead exhibited a hint of a charming young woman's allure. Her rosy cheeks were adorned with a slight smile, as if she was dreaming about something wonderful.

Ling Feng sighed in relief, although he had done some uncontrollable things last night, thank goodness, nothing outrageously offensive had occurred, since their clothes were still intact, albeit a bit disheveled!

Just as Ling Feng was cautiously trying to withdraw his hand, suddenly An Lan opened her eyes and met Ling Feng's gaze.

Ling Feng's body stiffened, and he actually felt a guilty and embarrassing sensation of being caught in the act!

"Good morning!" After a few seconds of eye contact, Ling Feng chuckled awkwardly, breaking the awkward silence.

An Lan too noticed Ling Feng's unruly hand but, unexpectedly, her face did not show any sign of extreme anger or cold murderous intent.

She simply sat up indifferently and said to Ling Feng, "Good morning, since you're awake, get up! Let's eat something, we have important matters to attend to!"

As she spoke, she adjusted her clothes. Ling Feng felt a sense of unreality; was she really letting him off just like that? Was she not angry?

With this doubt, Ling Feng took the initiative to say, "An Lan... I drank too much last night... I'm sorry!"

An Lan smoothed her hair and replied, "I don't blame you. It was your first time getting drunk on Divine Wine, and getting drunk was inevitable! For a first-timer to drink a large bowl, even among the Snowman Tribe, you are exceptional! As for the apology… it's just the flesh."

Although An Lan's words were mild, Ling Feng still noticed her ears turning red.

However, since An Lan didn't want to bring up the incident, naturally, Ling Feng wouldn't either, as that would only lead to unnecessary awkwardness.

Breakfast was also at Anda's place, a meat soup similar to before, yet made fragrant and not greasy by Anla, with a lingering aftertaste.

Ling Feng was amazed, looking at the tall and burly Snowmen, giving a rough impression, yet unexpectedly, their cooking was on par with top chefs outside, simply miraculous.

It might have been Ling Feng's illusion, but during breakfast, he always felt that Anda and Anla were looking at him with a peculiar gaze. This eerie feeling made him somewhat unnerved.

After eating, An Lan said to Ling Feng, "Today we have important matters to handle. Come with me!"

Ling Feng followed An Lan to the back mountain of the Snowman Tribe, where deep in the mountains, An Lan halted.

"This place is…" Feeling the unusual aura around him, Ling Feng couldn't help but say, "The energy here is much more abundant and purer than outside!"

"Of course!" An Lan replied, "That's because this is the Teleportation Array leading to the center of the Formation!"

As she spoke, An Lan pointed her hand, and ripples formed on a massive stone wall in front of them, revealing a circular hole.

"Passing through this stone wall, we'll reach the center of the Formation!" An Lan earnestly looked at Ling Feng and said, "Actually, the only way to maintain the Formation is by enhancing the power of the Ice Jade Spirit Cat, and I, the Shaman Girl of the Snowman Tribe, have the duty to protect the Ice Jade Spirit Cat!"

As she spoke, An Lan looked at Ling Feng, "Although I don't know why the Ice Jade Spirit Cat likes to be close to you, I hope you can help me with a favor, but rest assured, there is no danger involved!"

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