Polar Laboratory

After lunch, Lou Cheng packed his clothes and martial art shoes into a bag. Inhaling the mildly chilly mountain breeze, he ambled out of the ancestral grounds, where he saw the MPV awaiting him.

He leaned back comfortably in the backseat and took out his phone. Then he sent a text to Yan Zheke.

"I'm about to witness Wuyue's Polar Laboratory."

Yan Zheke had just spruced up after a session of training. She wore a crimson ankle-length dress. Her eyes were eager as she waited for her food to arrive.

She read the message, which for some reason set her off in a fit of laughter. Then, she consciously covered her mouth with a hand.

When she had recovered, she replied with feigned seriousness.

"Not bad at all… I think you'll be very compatible with the place~ "

"Really?" asked Lou Cheng confusedly, not realizing the significance behind her words.

Yan Zheke sent a thinking emoji."Absolutely! What would be a better place for a husky?"