After waking up, Wei Chu appeared in a dense jungle, his face covered in camouflage and wearing a large grass skirt, looking like a fashionable primitive man.
The leaves nearby moved slightly, and a blue and purple foot was exposed. Wei Chu slowly raised his head, and a charming male face was looking at her coldly.
"Get the golden feather." Said the male ghost.
Intention: After thousands of sails, we are still you and me.
