Saint Zachary spurned this idea and suppressed those thoughts.
Afraid Chris's body would be tainted, Saint Zachary quickened his footsteps towards Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing squirmed, thinking he was going to beat her up.
However, Saint Zachary merely kicked at the ashes that carried a residual warmth, and with a "pa" sound, covered that pile of filth.
"I'll prepare a bucket of sand for you. You're not to dirty this place in the future. Or else, I'll kill your baby!" Saint Zachary cast an icy glance at her, before leaving in fury.
Bai Qingqing let out a long exhale. With just a thin animal skin blanket over her, only then did she feel a piercing coldness. However, she wasn't worried about herself and was only concerned that An'an would catch a cold.
At the thought of An'an possibly falling sick from the coldness, Bai Qingqing felt even more anxious about leaving.
