Lu Yang was speechless. "Your entire face."
Lu Mingyu was very concerned about his image, and there was no mirror at the moment. Lu Yang pointed to the clean puddle. "Your hands are dirty too. Go wash them."
"I will go now. Yangyang, look after the fire. Don't let it go out."
"Sure," she said.
Seeing that Lin Xinmeng had returned empty-handed, Zhou Moli hesitantly asked, "They're not going to lend it to you?"
Lin Xinmeng said, "Lu Yang said that the glasses are part of their resources. We have to use something of equal value to exchange for it."
Zhou Moli was silent for a few seconds.
Lin Xinmeng went on, "This fire can only be borrowed for a short period of time. Once we get that pair of glasses, we won't have to worry about not having fire in the future. Rather than trading resources for fire, it's better to just change the glasses."
The tools were important.
