*Cough cough.*
Mu Fan covered his pierced heart and lungs, coughed painfully a few times, and sat down cross-legged on the spot to recover his mana.
"I've lived for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time I've seen such a resilient human. Interesting."
The young Dragon Clan boy looked at him with interest, sat down beside him, and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.
"Spirit Pill, want one?"
Mu Fan took out a bottle of healing Spirit Pills and threw it to him.
"Why not? Although the human race's Spirit Pills don't have much effect on me, it's a waste not to eat them."
The Dragon Clan boy grinned, caught the white jade bottle, uncapped it, and poured all the pills into his mouth at once.
"Long Gao? Where did you come from? The sea territory?"
As Mu Fan healed, he started chatting with the Dragon Clan boy, curious about his origins.
"That's right."
