Li Huowang, with his bangs covering his injured eye, sat on the stone pedestal at the entrance of the house, his brows furrowed as he gazed intently at the dense forest in the distance. His only good eye was unfocused, clearly deep in thought.
Only he knew what he was contemplating at that moment.
"Here." A can of soda was handed to Li Huowang, who took it with some surprise, noticing it was chilled.
"Where did you get this?" Li Huowang asked, taking a big gulp before handing it back to Yang Na.
"From the small shop. You wouldn't believe it; even in this rural area, there's a small shop. Though it looks basic, it has a bit of everything," Yang Na said smugly, holding the can with both hands and taking a tiny sip.
She turned her head slightly to gaze at Li Huowang's somber face, offering comfort in a soft voice, "Don't worry, we can win. After all, we are the Fate Commanders controlling the Heavenly Dao now."
