Just as Feng Shan was still lost in his dilemma,
the tavern door was gently pushed open, and Natasha walked in, her steps elegant yet slightly hurried.
Just a short while ago, she had been harboring a little resentment over Feng Shan's tactless and impolite behavior.
But after arriving at the restaurant, she learned from her Aunt Natalia that a cold wave and blizzard were about to strike.
In that instant, the bit of resentment in her heart vanished without a trace, melting away like the last snows of spring.
Her original plan had been to take a flight back to Lengwan that afternoon, as many matters at home were waiting for her attention.
But now, all airports in the northern region were grounded, the airspace had been temporarily designated a no-fly zone, and all air routes were cut off.
It looked like she would have to stay in the Crown Territory for a few more days.
Having come to this conclusion, Natasha came to the tavern.
