"Who told you this!" Devlin hurried into the room, closing the door behind him.
He brushed off the snow from his body, asking anxiously, "Is this information reliable?"
The anxiety and unease that initially weighed on Devlin's heart were gone.
Replaced instead by curiosity.
And astonishment.
"Most likely, it's true." Granny Xihua took off her cloak, shook off the snow, and then sat down on the sofa, pouring two cups of hot tea.
The cold weather made them, people from the south, feel particularly uncomfortable.
The cold of the Northern Border is bone-chilling!
Often reaching minus forty or fifty degrees.
"Who told you this!" Devlin hurried over, picked up the hot tea, and took a small sip.
He couldn't wait, not caring about the heat, and eagerly asked, "Tell me."
Back when Zade Radcliffe had his birthday celebration, Devlin was present.
However, he did not appear at the dining table.
Instead, he quietly hid behind the scenes, observing.
