C1875 Humans Were Born to be Fcked!

Regaining consciousness, Lo Chuan's brief disorientation swiftly faded as he stretched deeply, his joints popping crisply.

Yao Ziyan removed her helmet and gently shook her head, her deep purple hair swaying softly, casting a dreamlike sheen in the light.

"The tavern's location is set. There hasn't been much happening lately, has there?" Yao Ziyan inquired, turning to Lo Chuan