"Our ordinary folks are truly, truly happy today, it's about bidding the old farewell and welcoming the new during the grand celebration..."
In the icy tundra of Siberia, an Eastern touch of festivity from a few years earlier resonated back and forth; Lu Ping'an was joyfully swaying on the treetops.
"Are you very happy?"
On the other hand, Meow was about to explode with frustration.
"Indeed I am happy, after all, I'm on an uphill path... Uh, I really didn't imply that someone else is on a downhill slope right now."
The more he tried to explain, the worse it sounded; so Lu Ping'an just shut up honestly.
It was what it was, that was the logic, but the same event meant completely different feelings for two people... After all, Lu Ping'an was only a sixth-tier, surviving against a high-stakes eighth-tier battle-profession meant a massive improvement for himself.
