The snowstorm lasted for two days, gradually subsiding by the third day. On the morning of the fourth day, Fang Hong finally saw the Princess of Silver Weslan. She stood in the snow, carrying the ailing Xi on her back, wearing a thick fur coat over her armor, her face still flushed with cold.
The two walked to the edge of the platform under the woodcutters' escort. The Big Catfolk first lowered a lift basket to bring up the mountain girl, then threw down a rope ladder for the Catfolk to climb up as well.
Hilveld walked over and placed her hand on the mountain girl's pale forehead, while Sophie watched her nervously from the side. Miss Ship's Officer saw her expression and couldn't help but smile gently, shaking her head to indicate that there was nothing seriously wrong, and a good rest would be enough.
