Victory (2)

Winston turned his hand to grab the soft small hand on the back of his hand. Sensing how cold it was, he quickly grabbed it with both hands, asking in a soft voice, "How is he?"

The "he" was naturally referring to Muir. Bai Qingqing smiled lightly and said, "Harvey said that he won't die. Some of his feathers are a little burned, but they'll grow back in a year."

Winston heaved a sigh of relief, embracing Bai Qingqing's icy body and then warming her up with his body temperature. "That's good."

Parker was done panting and came running over as well. He stood on the other side of Bai Qingqing and then took her other small hand.

Mitchell dug out his father's corpse and found an intact fist. The fist was clenched tightly, and when he pried it open, he realized that it was a string of soul crystal necklace.