I was August 9th, Sunday, eight pm.
A rented car turned at the corner of the street and headed for the Sky Capital Garden. Lou Cheng sat on the right side of the car, and looked out of the window. He suggested to Yan Zheke, "Should we drive over and buy some fruit before walking home?"
Yan Zheke had always been full of praise for the fruits in Huacheng.
"Nope. There're still some in the fridge." Yan Zheke stretched her neck and continued, "I'm so tired from the flight."
The Longhu Club's competition over this weekend would be at Jinfeng City up north to challenge the Guanwai League. They had almost crossed the entire country. Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke had left on Thursday, which was the sixth of August, as they had the intention to visit Xing Jingjing. After watching videos of the battles, they took the trip as a short holiday. It was inevitable that they would feel a little tired from the travels.
