He didn't have much to say because he was the one left behind. There was no need for sentimentality; sentimentality was just the mockery of the fortunate towards the unfortunate. Didn't Gu Tao have the determination to die? He was just a bit luckier. Using his luck to mourn the unfortunate made no sense.
"Are you adjusting to the new body?"
Gu Tao suddenly looked up and asked Xiaofeng. His speech was still somewhat unclear, which was perhaps his greatest pain, because while he could recover everything else in the future, his once-proud tongue might never return.
"What's the difference from the old one?"
"The difference is..." Gu Tao thought for a moment: "I removed the high-temperature factor from your Phoenix gene, so you can live like an ordinary girl now."
"Does that mean we can get it on now?"
"Don't say such shameless things."
