As soon as the two sentences were uttered, the temperature inside the room seemed to suddenly drop, and the air inside threatened to freeze like frost.
Li Tie listened to Xiaohu's calm breathing on the bed and looked up at the young man before him. This was the first time since their reunion, nearly two years apart, that he seriously scrutinized Su Mu.
Before him, Su Mu was no longer the naive and immature youth from the smithy, but instead, carried a steadfastness like a mountain. His eyes revealed resilience, and his posture stood tall like a pine tree braving the harsh winter.
His handsome appearance had become more rugged and resolute. At almost eight feet tall, he already surpassed Li Tie. Although dressed in ordinary cloth, his every gesture exuded an extraordinary aura, and as he asked a question, an invisible pressure accompanied him.
"I wasn't wrong to trust you back then!"
