Su Ran immediately took off the mask from his face, revealing his handsome and charming skull head. He shivered and muttered to himself, "What's going on? As soon as I took it off, the weather changed. This chilly wind is so cold, so cold!"
After speaking, Su Ran naturally put the mask back on his face without any problems. He was quite pleased with his cleverness.
"Undead, could you please have some dignity?"
It was the first time the mummy encountered such an undead, one whose thick skin was truly rare!
"Well, I've been upfront with you. If you don't give me a task, that'd be quite uncool, right?"
Su Ran wasn't concerned about those hated races, but rather this mysterious mission. He repeatedly mentioned the task, exposing his thoughts with just these words.
"Undead, aren't you deeply concerned about the races I despise? Why are you suddenly interested in my mission?"