As if she didn't want to recall unpleasant things, Lang Xiaoran smiled brightly and said, "Song Yun, can you tell me more about the television? Can you really see images inside it?"
"Of course it's real..."
Song Yun continued to talk, occasionally inserting a few jokes, making Lang Xiaoran listen intently and happily.
The two got along harmoniously, their relationship growing closer.
Lang Xiaoran felt that outsiders weren't as bad as others said, at least Song Yun wasn't malicious.
Not only was he not bad, but he was also very interesting.
After talking for a while, Song Yun said, "Xiaoran, now, you should answer my earlier question, right?"
"Oh, you mean why we can command the giant wolves, right?"
Lang Xiaoran reached out to rub Gu Feng's neck and said, "The natives of the Himalayas are a race favored by ancient beast spirits, known as the Beast Spirit Clan."
"Our race can commune with mutant beasts and gain their approval to command them."
