But this remark was a bit abrupt, Dan Zhu kept it to himself, not saying it out loud.
Luckily, he didn't say it, otherwise Mo Hua would definitely be furious and blacklist him inwardly.
Dan Zhu said politely, "Please, Mr. Witch, rest for a while, and later we will welcome you and wash away the dust."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Thank you, Young Master."
Dan Zhu departed.
Mo Hua remained in the tent to rest.
Being on someone else's turf and having to pretend to be a "Shaman," he couldn't relax too much.
Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and meditated in a poised manner like a mountain.
About an hour later, Dan Zhu returned, followed by some maids carrying fine wines, delicacies, Spirit Fruit dishes, and several sets of barbarian-style robes from the Danque Tribe.
Mo Hua bathed and burned incense, then donned a Danque robe, adding an exotic beauty amidst his handsome and solemn demeanor.
Even Dan Zhu was momentarily taken aback.
