The man patted his shoulder. In a few more years, he'd be almost as tall as him. "Once you're done with school, I won't have anything left holding me back..."
Lan Ruo felt there was something odd about his words; his smile seemed tinged with a hint of sadness. But he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he assumed he was imagining things and said with a laugh, "Isn't it a little early for that, Bro? When you settle down and have kids with a partner you love, I can help babysit my little nephew when you're away and don't have time."
Lan Cang drew back his hand. 'No, there won't be a future.'
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「The Underground Black Market.」
A lawless zone on the Western Continent where anything was for sale—even a person's life.
The Beastmen who came to trade were all draped in thick, gray robes, their faces hidden behind bizarre masks to conceal their identities.
