The Ancattero family patriarch, Vogus, was still alive. He was very weak, but he survived the freezing temperature and had only mild suffocation. Andaherr immediately transferred him to a warmer place: at the side of Hesperides.
Hesperides was standing in the center of the hall, emanating a healing and spirit-lifting warmth, which was preferable than the intense sacred flame of the demon hunters and the tempestuous magic flame. The Tannaeans began to recover under the heat radiating from the nymph of the evening. It seemed that other than the weirdoes in Hao Ren's house, the otherworldlings in the wild and the demon hunters could also make the best use of their abilities.
Hao Ren, Hasse, and others came up to the patriarch Vogus. The light-gold skinned Tannaean slowly opened his eyes. He looked around, still appearing a little confused. "I.. who are you guys?"
