If not for the weight of hatred, the obsession with revenge, they might not even find the meaning of survival.
Before, they lived merely to live.
Perhaps that is the true essence of survival?
Lu Siyu clearly recognized the origin of those bones, and despite his indifference, he still felt a bit unsettled, so he turned his head away.
Phoenix's expression was the most complicated; she knew what the Zhong Royal Family had done to those Barbarians...
Little Fatty, however, was like a curious baby, looking around, and then quietly asked Tang Fei, "Brother, did I use to live here?"
"... You didn't live here before, your father lived here."
"Then how did my father meet my mother?" Little Fatty asked curiously.
Bo Gu heard Little Fatty's question, with a loving smile on his face.
More and more ugly...
No matter which elder saw Little Fatty, they would show the same 'parental' expression.
It was as if some kind of buff was enhancing Little Fatty.
