"You are Lanling, Suo Mo's nephew?" Nini'an looked down at Lanling from above.
She wore a leather mini skirt, extremely tight-fitting, paired with an incredibly long set of legs, and slim leather boots on her feet.
Her attire alone was somewhat reminiscent of a modern Earthly woman.
Except for the tail behind her, which occasionally broke the immersion.
Lanling was still lying on the ground, his gaze unapologetically lingering on the fleeting charm beneath her skirt.
"Yes, I am." Lanling said, "It's already late—why is the Chieftain's young lady here?"
"I was on a date with Du Yan and just decided to drop by to see you." Nini'an said.
It seemed the second-in-command of the Foreign Tribe Army had considerable charm, to the extent that the Chieftain's daughter was willing to come to this pigsty-like place to meet him.
"Dating until such a late hour? Be careful; Chieftain might get angry." Lanling said.
