Chapter 120 Taming Skill

The star dome was breathtaking, interwoven into a brilliant tapestry.

The campfire had died out, the earth was dark, and all things were asleep.

A humble wooden cabin, so small it held only a feather bed, with a luminous pearl as the sole source of light.

The cabin door was locked.

Until dawn, this door was impossible to open.

A man and a woman sat opposite each other, utterly unthinkable that a few days ago they were guests, and today they had become livestock, confined to a pen-like place, and even forcibly required that if they didn't complete it seven times, they were not allowed to come out.

What kind of joke was this, giving oneself a fairy, and one was supposed to act like livestock?

It was an insult to one's dignity!