August 4th, Aihui City, morning.
Rong Taotao changed his clothes inside the airport. Dressed in a thick down jacket, he strode out of the exit.
The moment he stepped outside, a blast of cold air hit him, and Rong Taotao couldn't help but shiver.
His Snow Realm Soul Technique Heart was already at the three-star level, providing excellent resistance to the cold. But this sudden, head-on gust of wind still taught Rong Taotao a lesson...
"Haaa..." Rong Taotao breathed out a puff of white air and looked up at the winter sun, veiled by a cold mist.
'Hometown, I'm back!'
'Still the same familiar feeling...'
"Hello?"
"Hm?" Rong Taotao turned his head and saw two young women who looked to be in their early twenties.
"Are you... Rong Taotao? You must be Rong Taotao, with that head of naturally curly hair..." one of the girls said, seemingly answering her own question.
"Yeah." Rong Taotao nodded, looking at the girl with curiosity. 'I need to be on high alert.'
