A person with a frog's head ran over, his protruding eyes constantly moving around, looking at Luo Xi with full curiosity.
Aina, standing behind Luo Xi, was startled and shrank back.
Luo Xi casually said, "Yes."
He didn't really want to talk to anyone right now.
After speaking, Luo Xi didn't wait for the frog-headed man to reply and walked toward the small cabin at the center of the lake.
The frog-headed man scratched his smooth, green-scalped head.
Why did he run so fast?
Could it be that my wise and valiant appearance frightened him?
And why does everyone else get to be dressed cutely, while I'm stuck with a frog's head?
After Luo Xi entered the small wooden cabin in the middle of the lake, he found a round table with ten chairs, six of which were already occupied.
Four were cloaked in Grey Mist.
The other two were a large rooster and a dog-headed person, with the rooster standing on the table.
"Cute!"