At this moment, the tent was lifted and thrown away by a tremendous force.
The wind and snow rushed in fiercely.
Amidst the swirling snow, a creature towering at least three meters high, completely white and standing upright like a human, stood prominently.
Despite the dim light, illuminated by the reflection off the snowy ground, the creature's face was clearly visible.
It was a face that chilled one's spine.
Though it was covered in white fur, it had human-like facial features, especially the eyes, which looked just like a baby's.
Yet, there was none of the innocence that a baby's eyes should have; instead, they were filled with violence and madness.
And on its shoulder, a dagger was embedded, the very one that Zhao Ya had thrown away.
To encounter such a creature in the snowy night was truly terrifying.
At least Jing Rou's expression turned quite ugly, muttering to himself.
"It shouldn't be, it's not the season for Human-faced Bears to appear!"
