Huacheng at the end of June was hot and humid. Traveling by foot was as uncomfortable as being trapped in a food steamer.
Though Lou Cheng could use his Ice Force to dispel the heat, he had no control over the humidity of the surrounding air. His skin felt clammy and his pores had a hard time breathing. He wanted badly to find a place where he could take a shower or a bath.
"Every apartment here comes with a private lift, and you get a lot of privacy. Plus, it's not far from our Longhu Club. You can get there in about twenty minutes by car," said a long-haired girl as she turned her head around. She was in a white collared shirt, light-grey suit dress, and sandals.
Her name was Auman. She was the staff from Longhu Club assigned to meet Lou Cheng at the airport. Her skin was healthy, her features were soft and beautiful, and the corner of her eyes slanted upwards naturally.