An Ziqi rolled her eyes and then estimated the height of the snow mountain in front of them before turning to Xiao Moli, "Are you sure you want me to climb the mountain? I think it might be better for me to take a plane back home right now."
Xiao Moli glanced coldly at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen pouted, "Just kidding, Ningning baby, let's go."
Xiao Yining took out a handheld computer and pressed a few buttons. The snow mountain in front of them gradually became transparent, eventually turning into a transparent shield that faintly shimmered with a wave-like gloss.
An Ziqi's mouth hung open. Was this high-tech from a sci-fi movie?
Unable to contain her curiosity, she went up and prodded it with her finger. The transparent shield, though seemingly thin as a cicada's wing, felt solid.
