"Odin?" Xia Mi murmured the name in a low voice.
She lowered her head, her gaze burning as it converged on Chu Zihang's shoulder, where a red mark had congealed into the shape of a semi-decayed giant tree.
"Are you asking about Odin because of this brand on Chu Zihang's shoulder?" Xia Mi asked. "Very few people in this world have ever seen Odin with their own eyes. He is one of them."
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