Su Zhining, wearing ten-centimeter studded snow boots, was relentlessly chasing on the ice.
In front, Ye Jie was stumbling while escaping with the storage bag, occasionally letting out panicked sobs: "Zhining, don't chase me... I beg you..."
"I'm really afraid of falling. If I fall, I can't act in the show."
The trembling voice was just like a little white rabbit being hunted by a wolf.
While wildly chasing, Su Zhining said, "Hmph, then if you stop now, hand over the Heart of Snowfield in your hand, and let me rip off your name tag, won't you be safe?"
Suddenly, Su Zhining squinted— the outline of the storage bag was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Stop!" She lunged forward, about to grab Ye Jie, but saw Ye Jie suddenly turn around and pull out a snowball from the bag, throwing it hard at her. "Smack!" The snowball exploded on her coat, and Su Zhining quickly dodged.
