Inspection Office.
"Sir, it's really cold today!" Xie Xiaojiu rubbed her hands together in front of the stove.
The bright red coal fire made her complexion exceptionally rosy.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning temporarily put down his book and looked out the window.
At this moment, the heavy snow was falling steadily, like goose feathers. From time to time, large patches of snowflakes drifted through the gaps in the windows and gradually accumulated a thin layer on the wooden floor.
Then, Jiang Ning glanced at Xie Xiaojiu.
"Since you feel cold, why didn't you wear more clothes when you went out just now?"
Xie Xiaojiu shook her head, "Wearing too many clothes feels too constricting, I don't like it!"
Jiang Ning smiled at her words but didn't say anything more.
For martial artists, indeed, wearing too much clothing is inconvenient.
Besides, the sub-zero cold wasn't much of an impact on martial artists of his level.
At most, they would feel a bit cold.
