The father and daughter both looked over with some confusion.
This was the area buried in ice—what was there?
"Where did you say we're going?"
"Just up ahead, let's go!"
Song Yi said this and skated over on the ice cart.
They were somewhat perplexed, but they quickly followed anyway.
It was unclear how Song Yi recognized directions, but after traveling the main road, turning left and right, they finally arrived at a place on the ice where houses stood.
"Let's go, this is the place."
Jhiang Yuan looked around—it was a normal residential area, probably consisting of buildings about eighteen or nineteen stories tall, a type of moderately tall apartment complex.
Moreover, the location was likely mixed commercial and residential based on the advertising signs, which could still faintly be seen.
"What is this place?"
Jhiang Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"An old comrade used to live here, I don't know if he's still alive."
