In the pitch-black of night, wind and snow howled past their ears.
Rong Taotao's Soul Technique level wasn't high. Though his Soul Power offered some resistance to the bitter cold, the wind, laden with snow, still felt like a thousand tiny knives against his face—sharp and bone-chilling.
He reached out, pinching the corner of Gao Lingwei's clothes, and leaned forward to hide his head behind her back.
Gao Lingwei turned her head. Seeing Rong Taotao playing ostrich behind her to hide from the blizzard, she couldn't help but smile. "I'm quite familiar with your Lifebound Soul Beast. You should get to know mine as well."
"Oh," Rong Taotao said casually. "I'm pretty familiar with Snow Night Shock. Is yours any different?"
Gao Lingwei replied, "To you, perhaps not. But to me, he's one of a kind."
Rong Taotao said, "Hmm..."
