C367 Ice Attribute Superpower

When Tan Ya drove back to the zinc mine, the clock had already struck two-thirty in the early morning hours. Over four hours of healing had mended most of Han Feng's wounds, with only a few larger ones still crusting over. As Tan Ya carried Han Feng upstairs, her face betrayed her concern.

She was the only one who knew how much lighter Han Feng felt with each passing day..