The yak chewed the grass noisily.
An Zhisu patted its honest head and then took out a handful of highland barley to feed it, and the yak kindly stretched over its head to nibble on the barley.
Ling Yunpo watched boredly from the side.
Although he was "clearing remnants on the southern edge of the plateau," he had been prepared to not encounter enemies for two or three days, but after six or seven days of not meeting anyone, even Ling Yunpo found the bad luck hard to accept.
Could it really be that I came here to tour? I haven't even become daoist companions with Senior Sister, and here we are prematurely fulfilling our honeymoon, what a loss!
Interestingly enough, when first assigned to the southern edge, An Zhisu felt a bit regretful, while Ling Yunpo was greatly relieved.
Now, after six or seven days without encountering enemies, Ling Yunpo grew impatient, but An Zhisu, strangely enough, calmed down, began to explore the mountains and waters, taking great pleasure in it.
