Rowan saw that Owen's illness was not yet too serious; after a while, the temperature on his face went down again.
It had been like this for several days now, constantly heating up. Inside the cave, just talking to him for a moment would cause Owen to spontaneously develop a fever, but a moment later he would recover, as if nothing had happened.
"Go to Swan Lake and wash up; you are covered in mud. If you feel there is a problem, find some herbs around there to eat yourself." Within allowable conditions, Rowan would not mistreat himself.
"Okay." Owen's throat was dry, and he directly ignored the latter part of Rowan's sentence.
He transformed into his beast form and took Rowan to Swan Lake.
The animals in the lake, seeing the giant black shadow descend, vanished like birds afraid of a bent bow. The fish in the lake acted as if facing a great enemy; even the sharp-toothed fish with extreme combat power did not dare to show their heads.
