"Hey, beauty, my name is Su Weifeng, what's your name?" Su Weifeng extended his hand to the ice-queen beauty.
Su Weifeng wasn't normally one to hit on people, but something about this beauty felt special, so he took the initiative to greet her.
The ice-queen beauty turned her head, gave Su Weifeng a glance, didn't say anything, and then turned back to look outside the airplane.
Su Weifeng cracked a slight smile, retracted his hand, and didn't take it personally. He began observing the other passengers on the flight.
Before long, the airplane was fully seated, and the person to Su Weifeng's left quickly drew his attention. It was a young man with dark skin, wearing a white robe, with a shaved head that gleamed, yet he had a very strong build. If he were a bit taller, he could be playing in the NBA.
Generally, white robes were worn by disciples of Eastern religious orders, but this shaved-head man was clearly Black, which was a bit of an odd mix.
