Su He's breath paused again, thinking that this person really might have some mental issues. Normal communication was simply impossible.
Su He looked again at the mustang beside him. The mustang, adoring the tiny grass on its hoof, slowly bowed its head as if trying to nuzzle it, but at the approach, it bit the grass off and swallowed it.
Chewing contentedly and shaking its head, it accidentally saw the severed roots on its hoof; then, suddenly shocked as if struck by lightning, it collapsed, seemingly unable to accept that the grass was harmed.
Su He: "..."
This guy is insane!
He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I can pose for the senior, allowing you to sculpt me. Could you please inform me where my spouse is at this moment?"
As he spoke, both the grief-stricken mustang and the youth presenting the exhibit were startled, then burst into cheers. The mustang let out a long neigh, and the youth chuckled, "In dreams! In her dreams!"
