Turmoil in the Fifth Dimension, Drawing out the Origins

Zheng Shan also flew over and tried to comfort Lord Angel. "Tianhua, don't be sad. You look good with your bald wings."

Lord Angel looked at them quietly. It took him all his effort to not laugh. 'I'm not sad! I don't need you all to comfort me. I had some sweet rice wine which was so delicious that you won't even be able to imagine the taste. And what did you guys have? Even thinking about it makes me want to puke. Looking at your happy faces, I can't even bear to tell you the truth. Ignorance truly is bliss.'

"Stay where you are! Don't come any closer!" Lord Angel smelled a stinking odor and he quickly covered his nose and mouth as he stepped back. The odor coming from them made him dizzy.

"Huh! You ignorant fool! How can you be disgusted with the smell of Origins?" Yun Qianshan shook his head and said with pity, "No pain, no gain! You're destined to be inferior to us."

"Tianhua, are you sure you don't want to join us?" asked Zheng Shan.