Looking at the beastman in front of him, covered with countless instruments, Mo's lips twitched. Although he had seen this scene before when Luo Shufan was severely injured, Luo Shufan back then could barely cling to life, and his body's vitality was almost imperceptible. Fortunately, precise instruments were able to detect every anomaly in his body.
However, the person in front of him was obviously not injured yet was still restrained on the bed. From the neck, wrists, ankles, and even arms, legs, and waist, the person was tightly secured by straps that were visibly stronger than regular ones, made of hard materials like metal and leather. For a moment, Luo Qianqian felt like she was witnessing some interrogation scene.
"How is it?" Elder Deng appeared a bit nervous and tugged at Luo Qianqian's sleeve.
For some reason, upon seeing Mo, his heart began to pound, giving him a feeling that he could not become enemies with him.
