Now that the skeletal enhancements are nearing completion, Bopai can hardly carry Lann forward, no matter how well he's taken care of.
It is a warhorse chosen and selectively bred, specifically trained, not a pack horse meant for carrying heavy loads or performing physical labor.
So even if it meant saving time, to spare Bopai from bearing the burden, Lann chose river travel.
He stood at the edge of the passenger ship, the crowded people automatically leaving a gap around him.
A two-meter-six hooded man, this physique is truly intimidating and extraordinary.
Even if the lips under his hood remain thin and elegant, and the silver hair falling from his face is exquisite and dazzling.
Yet those few ladies who were attracted by half his facial features mostly returned to their senses before his towering figure.
"That's a giant! Maybe he awakened from a crack in the ground!"
A male merchant with a soft cloth flat cap adamantly whispered.
