"Uh."
Zhan Beiye was choked up for a moment.
Everything had seemed fine when they arrived; who knew they couldn't go back now? Why did he feel that the passersby were so unlucky?
"This isn't quite right, is it?"
An Jiuyue propped her chin with one hand and blinked her eyes.
"There's nothing wrong with it."
Qian Jiyun naturally wouldn't care about those strangers. The troubles they had already encountered along the way were enough; another incident and they really would not be able to return.
"The meat is seasoned and ready. Eat some. I'll go make some soup." He stood up, gave Zhan Beiye a meaningful look, and then flashed into his own space.
He had prepared some kitchenware in his space beforehand, which just so happened to be useful for this journey.
"Fine, I'll be here, ensuring that those riffraff don't disturb you." Zhan Beiye looked at An Jiuyue with a cheerful grin and promised.
"Have some fruit."
She took an orange out of her space and handed it to him.
