David couldn't help but laugh.
Wasn't the guy before him the very Barbarian who had escaped from his clutches over two months ago?
With his frail human body, he had managed to injure and pose a threat to David at the time, and his bravery had also left a relatively deep impression on David.
David had initially thought that the Barbarian, with such severe injuries, wouldn't survive or would be crippled at best. He believed they would most likely never meet again.
Yet, now he had been captured by the Green Dragon Nifadora and given to him as a gift.
This made even me, a transmigrator, marvel at the wonders of fate.
However, what made a mere Barbarian so valuable that Nifadora would earnestly present him as a gift to me, convinced it would be of value to me and thereby change my attitude towards her?
It was a familiar bloody scent emanating from the man that made David instinctively take a sniff.
