Yun Chujiu was not aware of the resentment of the group of old people behind her as she dragged Di Beiming back to the dormitory.
Yun Chujiu took out a large bathtub from her storage ring and tested the temperature of the water with her hands. She said with satisfaction, "It's so convenient to have a storage ring. Everything can be stored in it."
Di Beiming raised his eyebrows. "You have bath water in your storage ring?"
"Yes. Not only do I have hot bath water, I also have blankets, pillows, towels, pots and pans, seasonings, and everything you could ever think of. Even if I were to be thrown into a place where there's nothing, it would be enough for me to live for two to three years!" Yun Chujiu's favorite activity was to 'gather the wool' so the storage ring was filled with all sorts of things.
Di Beiming's eyes twitched slightly. "Then you can take your time to wash up. I'll go out and warn you if needed."
