Xia Mi noticed Lureia's tearful eyes looking at him.
"It's just grilled meat. No need to cry, right?"
Lureia quickly blinked away her tears.
"The wind blew. Elves are sensitive in both body and emotions, so when the wind blows, I'm reminded of sad things."
"..."
Xia Mi thought for a moment, deciding not to refute Lureia's claim.
After all, everyone knew that elves were sensitive.
It was rumored that if you blew gently on an elf maiden's pointed ears, she would faint, becoming weak and blushing.
Xia Mi glanced at Lureia's pale, pointed ears.
Of course, he had no intention of verifying such rumors personally.
"I'll help too!"
Lureia seemed rejuvenated, energetically raising her hands and approaching Xia Mi.
