'Teleportation... no, Space Jumping?!'
Sang Luo was dumbfounded, her expression strange.
'How did he do that?'
"The low-level Beastmen are all greedy and selfish. Leaving that tribe was the right choice."
The snow outside was falling harder and harder. Anu had teleported her to a new cave to rest for the time being. This one was much larger than the last, and very clean, with a bonfire already lit. Lost in thought, Sang Luo pushed him away.
"Are you hungry? Want something more to eat?" Anu didn't seem to mind Sang Luo's sudden coldness. He just kept smiling at her and raised an eyebrow.
Sang Luo didn't answer, her gaze fixed on Anu, full of suspicion.
His handsome, sunny face seemed the same as when she first met him, yet different. There was a new hint of frivolous wickedness in his brow, and his gaze wasn't pure as it rested on her—it was filled with blatant desire.
'It feels like I've just escaped a pack of wolves only to enter a tiger's den.'
