A lamp hung inside the tent, casting a warm yellow glow over the 13-square-meter space.
The Four Pillars God Sect was well-prepared for camping, bringing large inflatable camping tents in the convoy. These tents form a single air column, fitting not only a bed but also a small sofa and a little liquor table, like a mobile log cabin.
Vishi sat at the edge of the bed, her silk-stockinged legs on the carpet, her hands on the bed's edge, adopting a relaxed posture as if she were back in her own bedroom. But beneath the maid outfit, her nerves were taut, her heart pounding like she had stepped into a demon cave.
"Want a drink?"
"No!"
Ash glanced at her, wondering if this fellow was so excited about becoming a demigod that even her voice became so firm. He picked up a jug, poured two glasses of water, and as he sat on the airbed, Vishi almost bounced off the bed.
"This bed has great elasticity."
