"Is anyone there?"
No one was in front of the cabin, so Roger couldn't help but raise his voice while holding back Henrik, who was eager to advance.
The room lit up with candlelight, and a figure cast its shadow by the window under the warm light. Seeing the figure's mountainous silhouette, Henrik couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Brother, a Mountain Woman, really like a mountain range!"
"Cough, cough."
Roger patted Henrik on the shoulder, "To be honest, I only brought you here to meet and get acquainted, don't overthink it."
Henrik's face immediately fell. He patted the pocket where he carried his accessories, his face showing a hint of conflict.
"I brought everything with me, and now you tell me this?"
"Isn't that a bit too much?"
"I'm doing it for your own good."
Roger explained.
"If you were really looking out for me, you wouldn't restrict me." Henrik sighed.
