But regardless, even though everyone looked like humans, when Fisher broke into this ragged and wild human settlent, he quickly attracted the attention of all nearby humans, everyone cautiously using their peripheral vision or hiding indoors to watch the dashing, handso man walk among them.
"He’s just like Lord Chun..."
"Good looking, want to bang."
"Sturdy, could have kids."
As he entered this mixed human residential area, Fisher suddenly found the faint scent he had been following growing lighter, making it impossible to pinpoint where his target had gone.
No wonder Helair’s transformation skills were so exquisite—they have a source, and Gui’s thod of hiding is even more impressive.
With his direction lost, Fisher paused to carefully observe his surroundings, and at that mont, a small woman with long hair who had been sneakily observing him suddenly walked toward him. Seeing the woman approach Fisher, the nearby humans beca slightly restless.
"Brother, just now a strange woman passed through here, she said a man would co looking for her, but I’m not sure if it’s you?"
"The woman, was she human?"
The small woman had such long hair it almost covered her face, and her bare dirty feet spoke of how little humans wore shoes. Upon hearing Fisher’s question, she shook her head, the eyes hidden beneath her long hair scanning Fisher’s body ticulously. Her hands seed to move involuntarily, reaching up and then quickly withdrawing,
"I don’t know, but she was very pretty. She ca from the settlent by the sea, apparently a guest of Lord Chun, her partner just entered the tower with Lord Chun earlier."
Entered the tower?
aning, it was those people who just reported to Margaret about the convoy being robbed by thieves?
"And then? What did she tell you?"
"She said..." The woman’s eyes, hidden beneath her hair, could no longer be contained. As she spoke, she couldn’t help but touch Fisher’s clothing before her hand recoiled as if shocked, "She said... she’s waiting for you at the Kakafu Snake-man settlent by the sea, she has sothing to tell you."
Fisher raised his eyebrows, glancing at the spot the small woman had just touched, seemingly unaware of what had happened, until many unmarried won in the gathering began to swallow and crowd toward him, when he realized sothing was wrong.
"She might be lying, we didn’t see any woman just now..."
The first woman to crowd in spoke, gazing fervently at Fisher’s chin and the slight movent in his throat.
"True, but there were indeed outsiders passing by, so what she said might be true."
The second woman was bolder, and as more people gathered around, her actions beca more obvious, as if she were trying to close the distance and touch Fisher’s muscles.
As the saying goes, with full stomachs co desires, these humans who had wandered outside for so long, had in the half year in Ideal Country begun to change subtly in outlook.
No need to work, no fear or concern; such days of happiness raise the desires for more happiness to even greater heights.
They started to mate madly, with many pregnant won hiding further back, yet still eyeing this direction with fervor. Naturally, the n in the group developed animosity toward Fisher out of possessiveness, so their gazes were anything but friendly.
Fisher frowned, just as he was about to wave the won aside, a voice of disbelief and heartbreak suddenly called out from behind the won,
"What... what are you doing?!"
Fisher was slightly stunned, and the won surrounding him, who had wanted to take advantage, were also taken aback, all turning their eyes rearward.
In Fisher’s view, erging from the crowd was that angel with golden short curly hair, dressed in white robes. Her blue-golden scattered pupils were filled with incredulity, as she angrily stord toward Fisher, arms akimbo.
For so reason, the human won, who had been surrounding Fisher, all stepped aside, watching Helair approach him.
"Hel..."
Fisher’s call caught in his throat, as he suddenly rembered this fellow’s na wasn’t this right now.
Helair ignored him, eyes full of tears fixed on him, then with anger and grievance, she punched his strong chest with a small fist, then painfully covered her eyes, sobbing,
"Wuu wuu wuu, didn’t you promise it would only be , why, why are you ssing around with these won? How can you do this to , how can you do this to ?"
Fisher’s face darkened, as did the won surrounding him, all deeply shocked, as in their eyes, this person crying so delicately wasn’t any angel with golden short hair, but a bona fide man!
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