At eleven o'clock at night, Ye Feng's figure appeared outside White Mountain Airport.
Although it had just entered early winter, White Mountain, located in the northeast, had already welcomed winter days with traces of snow still visible on the ground. Among the bustling crowd dressed in cotton-padded clothes and down jackets, his thin clothing stood out conspicuously.
After his body was nourished by Earth Spirit Milk and underwent the Bone-Cleansing Marrow-Washing, Ye Feng's physical condition had become far superior to ordinary people. Despite the cold weather in White Mountain, he didn't feel the slightest bit of chill; instead, he found the crisp air exceptionally refreshing and invigorating.
Not only him, White seemed to have also caught the scent of the wild, its tongue hanging out, with a pair of bright and spirited eyes.
Ignores the curious and playful gazes, Ye Feng lifted his head to take a quick survey, then headed towards the airport bus area.
