"My pet is quite intelligent and won't attack people randomly. Thank you."
Yang Yuan bids farewell and leaves.
Just as he is about to reach his house, Lango suddenly approaches and whispers urgently, "Sir, there might be a beast tide tomorrow. Please be cautious. Of course, with your strength, you won't be in danger, but just in case, it's best not to go up the city walls. You can defend against aerial attacks from the building rooftops using your long-range techniques."
Another beast tide?
Yang Yuan curiously asks, "Do beast tides frequently occur here?"
This question seems somewhat taboo to Lango, as he mumbles vaguely, "Occasionally, I guess. Just be careful. It's getting late; sir, hurry back inside, and under no circumstances leave your house tonight. May God bless you."
After saying this, he leaves.
Yang Yuan feels a sense of unease, suspecting that this so-called beast tide might be more complex.
"Yang Yuan, dinner's ready." Zhao Jiayan says at this moment.
