Skeleton Flying Dragon landed in the middle of the road, and Wu Heng jumped off its back.
Nearby, a car door opened and Li Yahong approached, clad in a long black down coat, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold, riding a Flying Dragon here?"
Before Wu Heng could speak, Xiao Xiao appeared from the side and said: "Uncle is in good health, he won't catch a cold!"
Li Yahong smiled in agreement, "That's mighty impressive."
"Really, Uncle can't even die now," Xiao Xiao asserted with pride, almost as if she was speaking about herself.
"Between you and your uncle, who is more capable?" Li Yahong turned to look at her.
Xiao Xiao paused, "Our strengths are different, we're both capable."
"Xiao Xiao is really smart."
A few steps forward, they saw the lighting factory mentioned by Li Yahong.
On the wall at the factory gate, were the large characters 'Xinghui Lighting Factory'.
"With satellites and databases now, finding old factories has become quite easy," said Li Yahong.
