Leaping out of Hua Baijing's embrace, she braved the bitter cold and ran over, her shivering frame striking a hands-on-hips pose as she demanded.
"You're not allowed to scratch it, don't you dare!"
"You can only scratch me like that!"
"I am your little ancestor!"
"You fat snowball, you dare to glare at me? Glare at your hammer! Even one of my genuine hairs is stronger than you!"
Qin Yu, amused by the fierce yet endearing display, also embraced her and snuggled her into his chest, channeling his inner strength to warm Jiaojiao's body as he spoke softly, "I'm only worried that you might not be able to walk."
Then what?
Then... the Snow Wolves became Sled Wolves.
In the endless expanse of the vast glacier, where heaven and earth merge into one, the icy coldness knows no bounds, and the snow falls heavily, blanketing everything.
But amidst the stark white and icy blue hues, dozens of Snow Wolves fiercely pulled a massive sled that sped along as fast as a Ferrari Bugatti.
