An Jiuyue chuckled. Wei Na chuckled too when it heard the conversation outside.
"Master, he's really something! He's rotten to the core, but they're still helping him with his work? Are bad people the only ones who can survive in this world?"
Is he really so injured he can't get out of bed? More like he's lazing in bed! And these people actually believe him?
"Is that so? He can't get up?" An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at them with a smile.
"Since he can't get up, you can start working. Do you see the straw shed over there? It's almost done. Help me finish building it before going into the forest to chop firewood."
Upon hearing her words, they looked in the direction she pointed and were shocked by what they saw! Was that really a straw shed?
They were under the impression that the straw shed was small—as big as half the size of a room at most.
