C51 Encountering an Attack

Bound by their contract, the grass mud horse could keenly sense Han Feng's current mood. It was the first time it had ever seen Han Feng so despondent.

Approaching Han Feng, the grass mud horse gently nudged his neck as a gesture of comfort.

Han Feng stroked the grass mud horse's smooth fur, a surge of warmth flooding his heart. He was grateful for its companionship in this world.

Suddenly