Seven small-time thugs walked unimpeded through the doorway that lacked a door, stepping over the dead rats with practiced ease.

In Kuhai County, those who idled about shared a common trait: in winter, they dressed thinner than normal people and rolled up their sleeves to appear robust, like seasoned martial artists, exuding a more intimidating presence.

In truth, if one truly reached the Blood Refining Realm, a martial artist's resistance to cold and heat was indeed far superior to that of ordinary people.

Of course, if they had the means, they would still wear thick clothes in winter, as resisting the cold didn't mean they couldn't feel it.