Suddenly, the tough beast-hide bag swelled up, looking like a balloon.
Suo Mo stepped forward and gently pressed the beast-hide bag, making sure it wouldn't burst.
No worries, Lanling's constitution is exceptionally strong, the energy released is minimal, it won't burst this sturdy beast-hide bag.
Then, Suo Mo sat nearby, protecting Lanling, while gazing at the star-filled sky.
It would probably be tomorrow before Lanling's training ends.
Unexpectedly, a soft body leaned over, the Near-Human Tribe woman Amoo nestled onto Suo Mo's shoulder.
"You, you shouldn't do this…" Suo Mo said awkwardly.
"Do you dislike me?" The Near-Human Tribe woman Amoo asked, "I have been married, and have had a child."
"What is there for me to dislike?" Suo Mo said, "But after my wife and child were gone, my heart died too, unable to accommodate any woman."
