Chén Nuò stood by the lake, feeling the cold wind blowing across the water, and couldn't help shivering slightly. Subconsciously, he lowered his head to look at his hands and found them covered in dust, the remnants of his earlier attempt to open the window. Just as he prepared to brush the dust away, another gust of cold wind swept across the back of his hand, sending a chill through him. Yet, when he looked at his hand again, he was astonished to find that the dust had vanished without a trace, as if swept away effortlessly by the breeze.
This strange phenomenon filled Chén Nuò with surprise and curiosity. He examined his hands repeatedly, making sure no residue remained, before pondering the cause. Could the cold wind here possess some kind of special cleaning property? Or was it merely a coincidence? He decided to test it again, dusting his hands once more and waiting for the next gust. Sure enough, just as he expected, when the cold wind blew past again, the dust on his hands vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.
This wondrous phenomenon sent Chén Nuò into deep thought. If such a cold wind truly existed, it had to originate from a certain magical Pokémon, and a Pokémon possessing wind capable of cleaning...
Chapter 166