The next morning, Wu Yue groggily opened her eyes. Feeling refreshed and clear-headed, she stretched languidly. 'So comfortable!'
She got up, put on the grass-woven clothes she had set aside, and tied on her loincloth. Only then did she open the door, ready to go out and wash up.
But unexpectedly, as soon as she looked up, she saw a familiar, upright figure. The Beastman was leaning against the wall, and at his feet was the very same small wooden bucket she used to fetch water.
"Yuan Lang?"
The Beastman jolted and slowly turned his head. His eyes were still a bit hazy with sleep...
Wu Yue couldn't help but laugh. "What are you doing here instead of sleeping?"
He was a powerful Beastman Warrior, after all. After a brief moment of grogginess, Yuan Lang was instantly wide awake.
He looked at the female before him, whose hair was still a bit messy. "We just got back from transporting another batch of salt, so I came over to see if you were awake.
