From Squirrel Yom's words, Herag deduced that the squirrel initially sensed the human aura from him, hence the initial confusion.

This is likely a place ordinary humans cannot reach. Just the Gobi Desert behind them is a death zone for humans.

However, Squirrel Yom quickly sensed the trace of ancestral bloodline aura from Herag.

This faint aura seemed beyond Herag's full control, inadvertently leaking out.

The squirrel, sensing this aura, clearly mistook Herag for a Demon from an Abyss Plane.

Judging from the squirrel's attitude, this squirrel is probably quite special, as it still managed a rather gracious attitude despite sensing the ancestral aura, even proactively chatted and extended an invitation to Herag.

Herag considered for a moment, sparing words like gold: "Alright."

He knew that the more words spoken, the more likely he was to slip up. It was better to assume the character of someone who disliked talking and was poor with words, to reveal less information.

The squirrel grinned in response, though its human-like face on a squirrel's head felt odd, making its smile eerie.

The squirrel waved a small paw and laughed, "Keep up, we're going to be late, the Mushroom King hates it when people are late."

Having said this, Yom leaped onto the branches up ahead, easily covering seven or eight meters with a single leap.

Herag did not step forward, using the Spirit of the White Deer talent ability quietly to close the distance behind the squirrel.

Squirrel Yom immediately bristled in shock, its fur standing on end.

Upon realizing Herag had no intention to attack, the squirrel sighed with relief, patting its little chest with its paw, "Really scared the squirrel to death."

Herag feigned ignorance, looking at the squirrel as if he couldn't understand its excitement.

The squirrel awkwardly scratched the back of its head with a paw, laughing, "Just remembered something suddenly, let's continue on."

The squirrel believed Herag had acted unintentionally, moving on instinct, while it had been unnecessarily startled, quite embarrassing indeed.

However, after this incident, the squirrel felt a greater sense of caution concerning Herag.

It knew Herag was traveling using spatial rules, as naturally as eating or drinking, without any exertion.

It was like a fish swimming freely within the spatial rules.

This indicated Herag's true form must possess spatial talent ability, further proving his extraordinary bloodline.

"I wonder what race he is..." the squirrel pondered.

Herag remained silent, continuing to use the Spirit of the White Deer talent ability to travel behind the squirrel.

He refrained from any magic, avoiding using even a trace of magic power, to prevent exposing himself as a Wizard.

Herag could not count on these demons having never dealt with a Wizard, unable to detect the magic power aura on him.

If something went wrong, escaping this place could become impossible.

Thus, he relied solely on talent ability throughout, and it seemed to be effective, as the squirrel had no doubts about his Abyssal Demon identity.

Born with rule power abilities indicated a powerful race, no matter the plane.

Since Herag restrained most of his aura, revealing only a faint bloodline aura, the squirrel couldn't ascertain Herag's exact race, identity, or strength.

In the squirrel's view, Herag had disguised himself as a human, without revealing his true form, leaving his strength as a mystery.

After traveling together for ten minutes through the red forest, they arrived at an open area.

Before them was a clearing, surrounded by the red forest, just a small open space within.

Ahead was a house, smoke puffing from its chimney.

Herag noticed the blue smoke and frowned slightly, as he hadn't noticed it earlier.

In the yard outside the house stood a long table, surrounded by several whimsical characters.

Though these figures bore general human shapes, a closer look revealed they were certainly not humans.

Four individuals sat at the ends of the long table, two on either side.

To the left sat a lady with a black gauze hat, petite, standing on the chair to reach the teacup and pot.

Herag observed, seeing her skin was purely green, as if crafted from green clay.

Next to this Lady Green sat a white weasel, sporting a human head, clad in swimming trunks.

The human head atop the white weasel was peculiar, with its features misplaced, the mouth relocated to the crown.

Thus, when reaching for tea, he had to pour it over his head, and with his eyes positioned around the chin, he couldn't see the cup's location.

This made it difficult as he attempted to pour tea into his mouth but often missed, splashing it on himself or nearby ground.

The Lady Green beside the white weasel shot him a disdainful glance, edging her chair away, seeking distance from his antics.

Directly across from Lady Green appeared to be the most human-like figure, at least from the front.

This was a gentlemanly figure, loudly sporting an antiquated yet tidy hairstyle and attire.

Had Herag observed from another angle, he might have assumed him a genuine gentleman.

From this perspective, Herag could see the gentleman was indeed a paper-like figure, resembling a giant playing card.

Though his teacup emitted steam, the gentleman showed no intention to drink.

Beside the Poker Gentleman sat a robust figure, muscles bulging heavily, as if a single punch could kill a Level 1 Wizard.

However, this figure was headless, the neck smooth, as if it had never grown a head.

Sitting in the chair, arms crossed over the chest, not drinking tea or speaking, he seemed deep in thought.

Headless, it was unclear if speaking was even possible.

The arrival of Herag and the squirrel soon drew the attention of these four; Lady Green and the Poker Gentleman took interest, while the white weasel continued serving itself tea, and the strong man remained dazed.

"Oh, let's see what Yom has brought, a new friend!" The Poker Gentleman stood and bowed, executing a flawless gentleman's bow.

"Oh my, his outfit is so exquisite! I simply must ask him for makeup tips," Lady Green exclaimed, hands over her mouth in awe of Herag's human disguise, full of surprise and admiration.

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