In the cave.
The thick stone walls blocked out the howling wind and snow, while the dim light from the fluorite stones brought a hint of warmth. Odin's tense nerves couldn't help but relax a little, and he began to take a serious look at his surroundings.
The more he observed, the more surprised he became.
Not only was the environment clean, but the furnishings and utensils also bore considerable signs of intricate carving, hardly resembling the dwelling of a giant. It looked more like a stone house meticulously crafted by the Divine Race.
No, it even surpassed the living standard of the Divine Race.
His fellow clansmen at most polished simple stone tools and sewed coarse animal skins; both aesthetically and technically, they couldn't compare to the son of a giant before him.
"Are you really of Giant bloodline? I've never seen a giant with such a penchant for luxury like you."
Odin glanced at Luo En beside him, his eyes reflecting doubt.
