「Three days later, in the north.」
Aihui City, the furthest point reachable by transport.
At the terminal exit of the suburban airport, Rong Taotao wrapped his white down jacket tighter, looking up at the gray, overcast sky as a wisp of frosty breath escaped his lips.
It was early June, the height of summer, but the Snow Realm Vortex didn't coddle anyone. Here in the Snow Realm, all you could see was snow, and all you could feel was the cold.
"Well, well, who do we have here?" a snarky voice called out from nearby.
Rong Taotao turned to look, a smile spreading across his face. "Hey, Coach Xia!"
"Coach Xia is not 'hey.' Coach Xia is very not 'hey'," Xia Fangran said, shaking his head and crooking a finger at him. "Coach Xia was living the good life at Pine Soul Soul Martial—sipping tea, reading the paper, beating up a student or two when he felt like it. Life was perfectly pleasant, but then he gets called out to be an airport taxi?"
