Tang Xian understood meeting the parents.
Human civilization had gone through many twists and turns, and although male-female relationships had become more casual, the process of marriage hadn't changed much.
However, Tang Xian didn't understand what it meant to meet the children.
The fox tribe's den was deep in the Tree Sea.
Qing JiuYu and Tang Xian strolled and chatted leisurely.
Einstein's Special Theory of Relativity was correct, a long road, if accompanied by a beautiful woman, would feel much shorter.
The fox den was different from what Tang Xian had imagined, mainly in terms of scent.
Not long ago, his sea of consciousness had updated with information, enhancing his resistance and damage against the hellhound with three heads. His sense of smell had also been enhanced once more.
But the foxy scent of the den was not very strong. He could smell it from a distance, but upon arriving at the scene, he didn't find it pungent.
