94 Tang Mo's Promise
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When Tang Mo saw Count Fisheo again, he noticed that the man looked haggard, his neatly kept chin now covered in messy stubble.
He sat in the tent, examining a map spread out before him as Tang Mo entered. Without hesitation, Tang Mo walked over and stood next to the Earl, looking down at the fairly accurate map of Northern Ridge.
"It's much better than mine," Tang Mo couldn't help but say enviously, speaking out of the blue.
Pointing at a teacup on another table, Fisheo said to Tang Mo, "There's hot water over there. Be careful not to stain the map."
In those days, an accurate map was extremely valuable. Thus, things like ink and food were, in fact, unlikely to be placed beside the map.
"I'll give you one later." Fisheo lifted his head and extended his hands sincerely. Tang Mo was somewhat unaccustomed to this but still spread his hands and embraced Fisheo briefly.