Time flew by.
A week later.
Hotel suite.
"Xun Xun..."
Little Seeker lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling as it let out a heavy sigh.
It had been eliminated in the first round of the ice sculpture competition...
This was already the third ice sculpture competition it had entered lately, yet it had never made it to the next round.
Qiao Sang lay beside it, staring at the ceiling as she sighed as well.
"Why is there still no news about the Ice Liqueur Fruit...?"
"Ice Saint."
Lu Bao gave a considerate cry, indicating that it wasn't in a hurry.
Qiao Sang was just about to say something.
Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance drifted into her nose. An inexplicable power brushed over her heart like a spring breeze, and the slight restlessness within her instantly vanished. She felt calm and peaceful, her mood becoming exceptionally pleasant. Everything seemed so wonderful.
"You're right, there's no rush." Qiao Sang sat up, feeling utterly at ease. "We still have plenty of time anyway."
"Xun Xun~"
Little Seeker floated up as well.
In high spirits, it cried out that it had only entered three competitions so far. It would definitely pass the preliminaries next time.
After saying that, it picked up its phone and prepared to register for the upcoming ice sculpture competitions again.
Three minutes later, that familiar irritation surged back into its heart.
"Xun Xun..."
Little Seeker lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling as it let out another heavy sigh.
What was the point of entering more ice sculpture competitions? It simply couldn't beat the others...
Qiao Sang lay beside Little Seeker and was just about to sigh when a fragrance, both familiar and unfamiliar, suddenly entered her nose. She keenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately sat