The moment the power came on and the freezer was switched on, a blast of cold air WHOOSHED out of the open door. Shen Yibin, standing at a distance, shivered and wrapped his arms around himself. Hah'Er, Maphario, and Xiaoliu also quickly scurried far away. Scarf, however, was ecstatic. With a WHOOSH, it leaped off the table, dove headfirst into the freezer, and lay down blissfully, completely ignoring the ice cream.
"Boss, is this really okay? Won't Scarf freeze?" Li Shiqing asked, holding a half-eaten carton of ice cream. She walked dazedly to the front of the freezer and took a look, and the displayed temperature stunned her. 'Holy crap, negative eighteen degrees Celsius! This poor little fox isn't going to freeze to death, is it?'
