"What? Me, my father?"
When Shen Bing heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately stared at the picture.
Wang Chao also looked over.
At this time, they saw clearly.
A hundred meters behind the ghost flower, there was indeed a vague shadow. It could be vaguely seen that it was frozen in the snow, like a standing ice sculpture.
It was impossible to see the man's face clearly from this distance, but he was filled with an extremely terrifying aura, not angry but intimidating.
"How are you sure this is my dad?" Shen Bing frowned.
This ice sculpture is too far away, more than 100 meters away, and it is impossible to photograph the human face and make it unclear.
Moreover, judging from the body shape of the ice sculpture, this ice sculpture is a head taller than her father and does not resemble her father's body shape.
