After Tail finished listening to Lu Yuan, the smile on his honest face grew even broader. His thick palm gently patted his own chest, and his voice rang deep and resonant as bells and drums, brimming with sincerity. "That's wonderful! If there's really a chance in the future, I must go to your home, Blue Star, and see it for myself—see what the blue seas and skies, the grasses, trees, and blooming flowers you spoke of actually look like!"
As he spoke, his bronze face carried genuine yearning, his thick brows lifting slightly. There was not the slightest trace of the Giant Race's supposed savagery about him; instead, he seemed especially pure and warmhearted.
Lu Yuan was just about to respond when movement came again from the entrance to the examination room. Two completely different figures slowly walked in, instantly drawing Lu Yuan and Tail's eyes.
The one in front was a young girl of the Elf Race. She was slender and tall, with long emerald-green hair hanging to her waist. A few crystal-clear leaf ornaments were dotted among her strands, her long, pointed elven ears stood slightly upright, her skin was as fair as jade, and her eyes were a clear lake blue. She wore a pale-green gauze dress, its hem embroidered with tiny vine patterns, and a faint aura of nature lingered around her.
Following behind her was a middle-aged man of the Four-Armed Race. He stood over two meters tall, broad and sturdy, with four thick, powerful arms growing from his body. His skin was dark brown, his features were firm, and his gaze was steady. Dressed in dark close-fitting clothes, his four arms hung naturally at his sides, his movements coordinated and orderly. An air of weathered calm and restraint surrounded him. His gaze swept over