"The Beast King Palace? You certainly don't shortchange yourself, no matter where you go." Fei Yuan looked at Sang Luo meaningfully.
Sang Luo blushed slightly under his gaze and cleared her throat. "A female can let anyone down, but she must never let herself down!"
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Fei Yuan's identity was a sensitive one. The eastern and western continents had almost no dealings with each other, but frequent friction along their shared border often erupted into war. Relations between the two lands were tense, and if his origins were discovered, it would likely cause a great deal of panic.
He concealed his extravagant air, suppressed his power to the level of a Seventh Rank Beastman, and found a private table by the window on the second floor of a restaurant, where he ordered some common dishes and wine.
Fei Yuan did his best to pass as an ordinary Beastman, but his stunningly handsome features and magnificent, dark red robes drew countless eyes.
