Although Bai Qingqing had thoughts of killing herself, she didn't want to die this way. She said to the sheep beastman, "I caught a cold because I wore wet clothes to sleep. But I don't have other clothes. Do you have clothes you no longer want?"
The old sheep beastman's small eyes glared at Curtis and he bellowed. "You let the female sleep in wet clothes? Do you wish for her to die faster?"
Bai Qingqing was speechless.
I… really am fine.
Curtis had a confused look in his eyes as he made a mental note: Can't let females wear wet clothes to sleep.
"What else do you want, little female? Feel free to ask. If I can help you, I'll certainly do so," the old sheep beastman said to Bai Qingqing in a regretful tone.
Delighted, Bai Qingqing asked, "Thank you. Can you give me some medicinal herbs?"
