A woman wearing a loose outer coat was quietly standing outside the door.
The glasses on her nose were too heavy, causing her to push them up from time to time.
Just as she pushed them for the third time, the door in front of her opened.
From her angle, she could see a pair of slender feet wrapped in tight clothing, their curves as beautiful as a freshly tempered blade.
When she looked up, she met Yu Jing's slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
Compared to her usual indifference, she was much more excited today.
Wan Xing nodded, her slender chin sinking into the broad collar.
"Speak inside," she said.
Yu Jing led Wan Xing inside.
A cold blue glow lit up the three-meter-high space, with layers of exoskeletons hanging on the racks on either side of the compartment, and all kinds of parts fixed on the central operating table. Thanks to a special shock-absorption design, they wouldn't fall to the ground even as the train rocked in the wind and waves.
