Heruo's body bore at least a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to that of the Medusa race.
If there was truly any difference to be found,
it was that the Medusa race resembled some kind of serpentine monster, while Heruo leaned more towards human traits.
"You've finally arrived."
A gigantic white silhouette condensed in front of Baiyu, quickly reducing to his size.
Heruo crossed her arms over her shoulders, her waist slightly bent, and her tone was very cordial: "Thank you for believing everything I said, and thank you for coming here to take this risk for me."
The other party was so polite.
Baiyu was somewhat surprised, as his impression of these named ones was that they were all incredibly proud. The longer they lived, the more arrogant they were, treating humans like ants or mortal bones.
"How many years have you been here?"
Baiyu asked.
