Zhao Hai walked quietly on the grass outside the origin space. Ever since the origin space had the wind bead, there would be a breeze blowing from time to time, which made the origin space more comfortable. Zhao Hai came out to relax.
The God race and the demon race were like two huge mountains pressing on Zhao Hai's shoulders. He had spent almost all his time thinking about how to fight against the God race and the demon race. This made his nerves tense, and he could not relax for even a moment. This made Zhao Hai extremely tired.
It just so happened that he had just repelled an attack from the God race, and there was no movement from the demon race. The elves were still discussing, so he had a rare chance to rest, so he came out to relax.
