Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe, who had been silent, tilted her head upward, and her tone contained a hidden danger, "Are you in or not?"
Fu Yunhe looked up, his expression certain and his eyes steady, like the most loyal of believers, without questioning the reasons, there was only one answer.
"In!"
"Of course, I'm in."
Could he afford not to be?
After just barely gaining an extra life, he was certainly not looking to be thrown into the sea to feed the fish.
Wasn't Nian Shutong's move today an intimidation tactic aimed at him?
Fu Yunhe's agreement brought a pleased smile to Nian Shutong's face. Good, she was very satisfied with their "mutual trust."
She packed away the remaining salt and took Fu Yunhe back to the small wooden house first.
The two who returned to the small wooden house unsurprisingly found Rubble resting.
