It's a pity, there's a saying that cuts to the heart: good people don't live long.
Maybe with a different belief, with his talents, he should already have become Extraordinary by now.
Perhaps leaving the group for so long and feeling like he's collapsing might be related to losing his protective belief.
Of course, it's still that saying, if becoming Extraordinary and gaining power is to do things you don't like, then the power itself loses meaning.
"Come, have some soup."
The fish in the first pot was almost done, Jiang Chuan lifted the lid, and a spicy aroma instantly spread out.
He served two bowls, and as the steam rose, their visions blurred, yet the chill was somewhat dispelled.
Cheng Ye took small sips, the spiciness wrapped in the earthy flavor unique to freshwater fish, with a hint of sweetness at the finish.
Savoring it carefully, there seemed to be four or five levels of flavor.
