C688 It Was a Blessing in Disguise

The Snowdrift had never been distinguished by seniority. Even when facing this man who could see through her, she felt that it was not a big deal. She fiddled with the lantern in her hand.

The old ancestor said snappily, "The lantern worms are about to fall apart. You still have the nerve to say that the lanterns are not bright? Even if you change a hundred lanterns