Ah Er quickly finished its tasks.
Wiping the sweat from its forehead out of habit, it tossed the rag into a basin of water and let out a long sigh of relief.
It glanced back toward the doorway and saw the hem of Bai Mo's robe dangling from the recliner. Faint snores drifted from his direction.
Ah Er instinctively moved more quietly. Just as it was about to carry the basin outside to empty it, it caught sight of the stone mortar and pestle in the corner.
It had been custom-made for it.
The pestle was forged from an exceptionally hard and valuable metal so that it could crush ores.
After a moment's thought, it walked over and put the pestle away.
It carried the basin outside, washed the rag, and hung it up to dry. Only after pouring out the dirty water did it realize how late it was; night had already fallen.
Outside, the sky was filled with stars. Occasionally, wisps of the Great Suanni's Spirit Charm would drift out, flickering as they lit up a small patch of the world.
