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A man and a woman were both dressed in grayish-white cloaks. With the aid of a night vision spell, Qian Mo could clearly see the clouds embroidered on the cloak, which were exquisitely crafted. At that moment, the woman shook her slightly disheveled black hair, and in the moonlight, her beautiful face revealed a wild charm. She then spoke up in dissatisfaction, her voice slightly hoarse as she directly called out to her brother, revealing their sibling relationship.
"Bai Feng, how many times have I told you? You need to change your habit of asking too many questions. Also, you must show more respect to Lord Bai Xu; you can't just call him 'Uncle'! The reason our people can escape from being treated like slaves within these thousands of miles and no longer be seen as insignificant ants by other races is all thanks to Lord Bai Xu! Since Lord Bai Xu has asked us to carry out our mission in the Primeval Forest, we should just do it!"
The man had short, steel-needle-like hair and a resolute expression. He looked at his mischievous sister, who was already over twenty but still as playful as she was in childhood, with a hint of helplessness.
"Pah! Brother, I don’t believe you don’t know what Uncle Bai Xu is really planning! He trusts you the most. Bai Feng, good brother… there’s still time before the mission starts; why don’t you tell me about it?"
The woman grabbed the man's arm and shook it playfully, clearly determined to get to the bottom of things.
Meanwhile, Qian Mo, who was secretly crouching nearby, felt somewhat bewildered.
"Damn… are they really both from the human race?! This forest is called the Primeval Forest, and it's Lord Bai Xu's territory? It seems he treats humans well within his domain; no wonder he’s my sworn brother—his mind hasn’t gone dull yet at this hour! But… using humans as trusted aides probably earns him a lot of disdain from the Bai Ze Clan."
At this moment in time, Qian Mo felt somewhat moved remembering Bai Xu's initial vow to treat humans kindly. However, being deeply aware of the bloody history of the Primordial Wilderness, he also understood what kind of status humans held in the eyes of inherently powerful other races—weak by nature and short-lived like fleeting blossoms. In this world, those who sympathized with the weak were often seen as cowardly and were distanced by the strong.
"Even a prince… must feel a lot of pressure!"
He sighed quietly but did not plan to reveal himself to interact with the two humans.
Listening patiently during NPC dialogue phases was undoubtedly the greatest help for novice players. This was something every RPG player understood; at least Qian Mo had developed a good habit of patiently watching through NPC storylines!
Of course, there was another important reason. The psychological suggestion from Void Bai Xu—also known as task requirements—did not compel Qian Mo to meet with the two. As long as he observed them from a close distance, that sense of urgency brought on by the suggestion completely faded away.
"Looking at how this plot is developing, perhaps I've taken on a bodyguard-type job? If that dog manager Bai Xu really expects me to do this without letting me summon Otherworldly Ink Pen! To be asked to be a bodyguard in the Primeval era while holding onto novice equipment? Even with invincibility mode activated, I might not be able to handle it!"
Looking at his standard Embalming Brush in hand, Qian Mo felt an immense pressure…
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