"One step, two step, step by step like a claw... it's the pace of a demon..." Rong Taotao hummed a little tune, looking to be in an excellent mood.
He stared intently at the snowy ground beneath his feet, carefully rounding a corner and inching forward with small, deliberate steps.
He felt like an artist, each step a meticulously sculpted masterpiece.
'A genius!' Rong Taotao couldn't help but look back. Not a single footprint was left in the snow behind him.
Inside the city of Hundred Corps Pass, the wind was light, and snowflakes drifted down lazily.
As he circled the Martial Arts Arena, he could watch the soldiers inside sparring. He couldn't have felt more at ease.
Suddenly, a pleasant female voice called out, "Juanjuan, what are you doing?"
Rong Taotao paused, turning his head to see the members of Team 1 not far away: Fan Lihua and the Shi Family Sisters.
And "Juanjuan" was the younger sister Shi Lan's exclusive nickname for Rong Taotao.
