"Moo?"
The bull was bound by a rope and seemed unable to lower its head to graze.
Sensing the approach of a human, it could not help but raise its head. Its face, covered in flesh, did not show any sign of fear, but its mooing sounded somewhat displeased.
"Master Han, did you buy a mount?"
With her sparkling eyes, Su Mei looked at the bull, then at Ye Hanjun, and hesitated to speak.
"What, don't like this kind of Fond Spirit?"
Ye Hanjun responded to her question with a faint smile.
"This wild beast has a rather unsavory reputation, so few people care to ride them."
"I don't care about such things,"
Ye Hanjun said nonchalantly:
"Despite its not particularly fast speed, the Bull is good for long-distance running."
"Even if it can only provide a one-way transport, losing it afterwards would not be a big loss."
"That's true,"
Su Mei nodded and asked, "Master Han, where are you planning on taking us hunting in the next few days?"
"To the Yellow Mud Swamp."
