Tang Xian smiled, the sunlight serene and beautiful, penetrating the gaps in the wooden hut and landing on the adorable little girl and the foolish bird before him.
Having survived a great disaster, Tang Xian experienced no significant emotional upheaval.
He had always been as calm and composed as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze.
It was just that the scenery before him seemed somewhat wonderful.
It was a shame that things like cameras couldn't be used in the mine area.
Nodding his head, Tang Xian smiled and said, "Let's go. We'll feast on bird wings today."
It seemed that the unknown power inside his body had helped him through a tough spot; the mine area… should no longer have any restrictions on him now.
However, after glancing at Tang Xiaojiu, Tang Xian's gaze softened.
Having lost consciousness, Tang Xian didn't know what had happened.
But the enhancement of his sense of smell allowed him to pick up many scents, including his own scent on Tang Xiaojiu.
