Hou Niao stood up, his posture proud and his aura overwhelming.
When his body had returned to its normal state, the satisfaction of a long-time sufferer finally experiencing healing was indescribable.
The howling briefly paused as two figures arrived belatedly. The two goddesses had been waiting for this day for a long time; the pestilence not leaving was like a bone stuck in their throats, denying them peace.
"Sir, have you recovered?"
Xi Sheng scrutinized the odd man before her without discerning much, except that his spirit indeed seemed rejuvenated, his eyes revealing something different.
For them, since they hadn't resolved to take action before, they certainly wouldn't do so now.
