Li Huowang, his injured eye covered by his bangs, sat on the stone bench at the doorway, frowning as he gazed at the thick forest in the distance. His only good eye was unfocused—obviously deep in thought.
As for what exactly he was thinking right now, only he himself knew.
"Here." An aluminum can of cola was handed to Li Huowang. He reached out to take it, a bit surprised to find that it was actually chilled.
"Where'd you buy this?" Li Huowang popped the can open, took a big gulp, then handed it back to Yang Na.
"Corner store, can you believe it? There's actually a small shop even out here in the countryside. It looks rundown, but it's got a little bit of everything." Yang Na replied proudly, holding the can in both hands as she took a small sip.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Li Huowang's gloomy face, softly comforting him: "Don't worry, we can win this. I mean, we're both Fate Commanders in charge of the Heavenly Dao now."
