"I'll take a bath first, my body is too sticky!"
Ryan frowned, smelled himself again, then quickly stood up and jumped into the lake.
After washing, he circulated his qi and blood to raise his body temperature and soon dried his soaked clothes.
He didn't need anything else to dry his clothes; this was also one of a Blood Warrior's abilities.
"Ryan, are you okay?"
Isolde Hartwell walked over and asked.
"I'm fine!"
Ryan shook his head.
Not only was he fine, he had also gained a great deal, but none of that could be mentioned to Isolde Hartwell.
"Ryan, has your talent changed at all?"
Isolde Hartwell asked curiously.
"It's not clear yet. I just feel that my mental power has become a lot stronger. I haven't noticed anything else!"
Ryan said.
"If you test your talents more, you might be able to find out!"
Isolde Hartwell tried to comfort Ryan.
