Tu Xiao'an was suddenly struck by how fortunate he was. To have died once and still be able to live in this world.
Even though he was a snake, he had now taken human form, even if this fabricated body wasn't real.
He felt fortunate, incredibly so.
Chen Gao Yang lived in this vast four-sided courtyard, but he had never opened his eyes to see it.
Tu Xiao'an tried to see Chen Gao Yang's current thoughts, but he couldn't extract any images.
Just as Tu Xiao'an's Consciousness Power was about to withdraw from Chen Gao Yang's mind, a voice suddenly rang out—sweet as honey, soothing, and utterly refreshing.
"Brother Gaoyang, why are you looking for things by yourself again? Didn't I tell you? If you want anything, just tell me, and I'll find it for you."
The voice was soft and melodious, unforgettable once heard.
