"I was wondering if I was dreaming."
Qiann Yan: "Don't you think you look a bit foolish right now? Obviously not."
Ke Huai was speechless, and withdrew his desperately supported spiritual power shield, dragging his somewhat heavy steps as he walked over a bit.
Facing her, he couldn't put on a cold demeanor no matter what.
"Get up there and resupply." Qiann Yan turned around, dragging her sword. If any Insect Race attacked, she would casually swing her giant sword and smash them to pieces.
Neat, elegant, as if nothing could block her path.
Ke Huai quickly caught up, afraid he'd be left behind, and walked into the somewhat warm cabin door, exhaling lightly. He knew there was someone inside, Lei Dalong was very excited to see him, hurriedly taking him to shower and change clothes, speaking somewhat incoherently.
Five minutes later, a clean-dressed Ke Huai appeared in front of Qiann Yan, sitting right next to her, eating some delicious food.
