"Li Guang, are you okay?" Many people from the foreign tribes asked.
"Isn't this just fine?" Xiang Yiwu spoke, then added, "People make mistakes just like horses stumble. Who knows if an elf's misstep isn't a blessing in disguise?"
"!" A group of young Sun Elves couldn't stand this comment, finding it even more excessive than Qin Ming's earlier talk of tigers and wolves.
"If you can't speak properly, then just shut up!" Even the usually good-tempered Xulin couldn't hold back.
"Just trying to comfort you out of kindness, and you don't appreciate it." Xiang Yiwu shook his head.
As he spoke, he caught a pet rabbit unique to Guanghan Palace that had wandered in and started to pet it.
His large, fan-like hands were rough on the rabbit, making it struggle fiercely, its ruby-like eyes turning even redder, tears welling up, almost letting out a wail.
"Farewell!"
