"When I'm old, I'm going to look for a forest like this and settle down there for sure. I'm going to build a log cabin," said Xu Xiaoyan longingly.
Tang Wulin chuckled and said, "You're still far from being old. Perhaps you will have already moved on to other ideas by then."
As he was speaking, all of a sudden, his eyes shifted and turned purple. His right hand instantly grew larger as he snatched at the air. A layer of densely arranged, fine golden dragon scales covered his arm.
"Clang!" It sounded as if Tang Wulin had grabbed something with his hand. They all watched as a tiny snake, over one meter long, appeared in his grasp.
The snake was actually entirely transparent. It was struggling vigorously after being captured by Tang Wulin which gave them a faint look at its silhouette.
What was that?