Bin City Airport.
Shao Zifeng slightly turned his head. He vaguely felt that there were more people lurking in the shadows, occasionally sweeping glances over him. Since there was no malice, his perception wasn't very clear. Had there not been a significant number of people, perhaps he wouldn't have noticed at all.
Cang Haiyuan casually adjusted his hair, glancing continually at his phone, afraid of missing any message.
"Do you ever get tired carrying so much stuff?" Cang Haiyuan, his eyes following a Caucasian lady, asked idly.
Shao Zifeng hesitated before confirming he was the one being addressed, "Shouldn't I prepare more when heading to a dangerous place like Antarctica?"
"But you, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?"
Cang Haiyuan looked at him with disdain, "I specialize in ice... cough, never mind."
