The enthusiastic and sociable Dar left.
Lu Wenwu stood in front of this precarious building, wrestling with his thoughts for a full three minutes before he sighed deeply and resignedly led his fellow brothers inside.
Not bad, steadier than expected, not swaying at all.
Inside the room, there wasn't anything particularly unusual, just some standard wooden furniture, with soft, thick Exotic Beast Hides laid out on the chairs and bed at most.
In this main race society, where everyone seems slightly neurotic in their war-crazy nature, this indeed counts as top-notch furniture.
Lu Wenwu released Mao Mao.
The ostentatious AC Little Milk Cow also released the fussy EF Little Milk Dog.
The moment the two dogs appeared, they showed great protest towards their respective owners.
This place was truly unfriendly to dogs with naturally sharp senses of smell.
The pungent, fishy smell of blood was so concentrated it was impossible to dissipate.
