Flossie Wright stared intently.
The tall trees were also covered with thick white snow. With the snow reflecting light, the visibility was considerably brighter.
Therefore, upon closer inspection, that shadowy figure was fully exposed.
Of course, the person wasn't trying to hide either.
With just one glance, Flossie saw that head of golden hair, followed by the two rings on his left hand.
Such striking colors.
Flossie paused slightly, seemingly having a slight impression.
"Hello."
The foreign guy, Lucas Cook, recognized the figure and immediately ran over.
The two were initially about four or five meters apart, but with that run, he reached right in front of her.
Flossie frowned, raising her hand to catch a snowball, which immediately flew towards Lucas's chin as he charged right at her. With a fierce force, it knocked him straight backward!
