The giant bird known as "Moving Cloud" finally flew away.
The entire Wuyin Village felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the two people claiming to be from Qinghuang City seemed peaceful and without malice, the feeling of one's life hanging entirely on someone else's whim was truly suffocating.
In these end times, the most frightening thing is this complete loss of control and helplessness.
Su Lin clutched the precious Tier Two Treasure Meat tightly in his arms, turned his head to Su Can and Su Qi, and spoke with a hint of grievance:
"Grandfather, Second Uncle, do you dislike me so much that you can't wait to send me away?"
The old man twitched his lips, flicked Su Lin's forehead with annoyance:
"Ungrateful brat! A heavenly opportunity right in front of you, and you let it slip away!"
