A few minutes later, Han Qiwu walked out of the Explorer Guild with the ice bird feather in hand, looking very pleased, while Egger stared after him with a deeply conflicted expression.
Watching Han Qiwu's departing figure, Egger felt that something seemed odd.
"Forget it, not worth thinking about."
Egger stroked his big beard and cheerfully mixed himself a glass of Ice Feather Dragon Tongue to savor.
Back at the first level of the mine, Han Qiwu saw that Xiao Dian had already meticulously carried seven or eight pieces of coal back, its body now covered in a layer of coal dust.
"Good job," Han Qiwu praised, taking out some water to clean it up.
Xiao Dian quickly shook itself dry, fixing a sharp glare on Han Qiwu.
"Don't glare at me; work first, and then you can enjoy a feast when we get back home." Han Qiwu reached out to cover its angry eyes before stepping into the cable car with Xiao Lai and selecting level thirty-eight.
