Goose-feather snowflakes, mingled with biting north winds, came hurtling head-on in swirling masses through the sky. Across the land, for ten thousand miles in every direction, everything had long since been wrapped in silver, sky and earth blending into one. Yet even in such weather, the Iron Dragon remained utterly unaffected, like an ironclad warship riding wind and breaking waves, forging steadily and swiftly through the sky toward the oncoming gale.
A streak of golden light and two lightning-like figures flew in from behind the Iron Dragon. In the howling snowstorm, they caught up with the Iron Dragon in an instant and landed at the entrance to its rear deck.
Only after seeing the two men return together with the Thunder Falcon did the movable dome over the Iron Dragon's rear deck slowly slide shut, blocking out all the wind and snow.
"You really are something else. Didn't you say you were only going out for a casual stroll with Big Brother? Why did you take so long to come back?" Bai Suxian walked over, draped in a luxurious snow-marten cape and dressed from head to toe in winter clothes. Although there was not a speck of snow on Zhang Tie, Bai Suxian still personally patted down and straightened his clothes, as virtuous and attentive as if she were his wife.
Over the past two days, as the Iron Dragon drew ever closer to You Province, Bai Suxian had become increasingly "virtuous," putting on the full act of a good wife and loving mother. Two days ago, Miss Bai had even washed Zhang Tie's clothes herself. But it was likely the first time in her life that she had done such a thing. After Zhang Tie's several expensive python-silkworm robes had been kneaded and scrubbed by Miss Bai's little hands,