However, the day did not go as planned.
On the way to the airport, the sky was weighed down with dark clouds.
A fierce wind rose, and the storm frowned.
The sound of the pouring rain made the entire world fall into a curtain of rain.
Accompanied by lightning and thunder, the storm became more and more rampant, with visibility less than five meters.
Even the man in black driving slowed down, driving cautiously.
Charlie River watched the wiper swing back and forth non-stop, yet almost immediately, the windshield was blurred by rain again.
"Young Master, considering the situation, it seems like we can't fly..."
Thomas Shannon's facial color was gloomy, did he even need to say it?
Snowball leaned drowsily in Thomas Shannon's embrace and was startled awake by a thunder that shook the skies.
She opened her eyes, rubbed her head against Thomas Shannon's chest a few times, "Daddy, let's go back."
