Bab 247: Undercurrent

At the crowded Wanghai City airport.

In such an international metropolis, it was common to see foreign faces. Especially with Christmas approaching, the number of foreigners visiting Hua increased due to the holiday.

The announcement of flight departing echoed inside the terminal accompanied by the constant chattering and the cry of children. The terminal was a bit noisy.

A foreigner sat on a chair with his eyes closed, resting. The gray overcoat made him look very ordinary, and under the brimmed hat was a brown face with stubble. Don't be mistaken, he was a Caucasian, and the skin color was due to staying in the desert for a long time. 

It was hard to imagine that someone would be able to sleep in such environment.

"Uncle, toy car," a soft voice rang beside his ear. A little boy stood in front of him and pointed timidly to his shoes.