Qin Ruan pointed to the dry wood and said to Lin Hao standing at the door, "You, go and pick it up."
Huo Yirong was familiar with Lin Hao and his background.
Seeing Qin Ruan protecting him, he felt gratified and his lips curled up.
Lin Hao, however, twitched the corner of his mouth, stepping heavily towards them.
He had heard the conversation between Qin Ruan and Huo Yirong from outside the door.
Turns out he was just a poor little cabbage.
Used by Qin Ruan as cannon fodder to test the danger.
Lin Hao came up to Qin Ruan and bent down to pick up the dry wood.
When Qin Ruan saw his hand shaking, she was taken aback for a moment, then she understood.
She spoke up: "Wait—"
Huo Yirong and Lin Hao both looked at Qin Ruan.
Her eyes filled with amusement, she said gently to Lin Hao, "The Second Master has a different constitution from you and me. If he touches this thing, it may adversely affect him."
