Chicago's O'Hare International Airport hummed with activity as the flight carrying Lu Mingfei touched down, descending like a massive iron bird.
After clearing the gate, Lu Mingfei dragged a colossal suitcase and a bulging travel bag—easily half his own size—through the bustling crowd.
Blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigners turned to look as he passed, silently thinking that this little guy with yellow skin was something else, managing to project the aura of two people all by himself.
Chapter 17