Twenty-fourth, Little New Year's Eve.
Wang Lan wore a down jacket for the first time, bundled up like a panda as he stepped out the door.
In truth, fire-attribute Star Martial Warriors weren't afraid of the cold; if they felt the temperature drop, a slight surge of Star Power circulating through their bodies felt even better than being covered in heat packs.
Because he was riding an electric scooter to his aunt's house, Wang Lan was dressed so warmly. His aunt had called that morning, inviting Wang Lan over for dinner.
He skillfully entered the apartment complex and parked his scooter in the underground garage of his aunt's building. Upstairs, he punched in the code. As the door opened, two pairs of wide eyes stared at him simultaneously.
Wang Lan was slightly taken aback, surprised to see Hu Feifei at his aunt's place.
