Inside the gift box was a light silver fingerless glove.0

Gao Yang paused. It was the glove he had bought from Fresh Snow at Jiang Hao’s stand—well, he hadn’t actually paid for it, but simply rode a Ferris wheel with Fresh Snow and watched a poor imitation of a firework with her.0

Gao Yang used to wear the glove all the time, but he stopped after his Fire reached level 4. The last time he saw the glove was at Wang Zikai’s place, the night Green Tea died. Fresh Snow must have taken it then.0

Now, the black glove was turned a light silver, but the Black Gold plate printed with the symbol of fire was the same.0

Gao Yang felt the texture. It was soft like animal f...0