Looking at it this way, the abundance of handsome men actually stripped away their uniqueness; by contrast, her beautiful Purple Mink self stood out like a crane among chickens among the females.
If it had been in her previous life, naturally, it would have been good, but in the Beast World, she felt it was not good at all; her face was destined to be a cause of trouble, so she had to take some measures when necessary.
After eating, they buried the fire on the spot and set off again. As for that topic of discussion, in the end, it fizzled out without conclusion.
While passing by a small hill, the attentive Tangtang happened to notice.
"Why is there not a single blade of grass on that hillside? And why is it green? Go down there, and I'll take a look."
