Chapter Twenty-Six: An intruder
Qin Mo didn't make a show of it.
That was the thing that caught Wang off guard.
One moment the Beast King was standing there, surveying the small collection of belongings Wang and Lin Wan had carried into the valley.
The next, he had crouched down, picked up a bundled hide wrap and a clay pot, and began packing them together with the same quiet efficiency of someone who had done manual work all his life.
Wang stared at him.
Qin Mo didn't look up. He just kept working.
Wang turned back to his own packing, but his mind was already moving.
He's powerful. That much was obvious from the moment Wang had dropped to his knee and felt the full weight of Qin Mo's aura pressing him. A male like that didn't just dominate a room. He dominated the air itself.
