"Although it's difficult to go down the mountain, it seems like this is the only choice," Li Yan sighed and took out a comb of chilis from his bag. "Then it's decided. It's going to be a difficult night. Have some chilis to warm up, everyone."
Bai Xi was a bit stiff. She had a mild palate and could not take spicy food. She barely ate any chili in a year.
Li Yan handed her the chili. "Xiao Xi, have some."
Bai Xi shook her head. After taking the chili, she handed it to Zhao Yuan who was beside her. "You guys have it. There aren't much chilis. I can still hold on for a while."
She would rather freeze to death than eat the chili.
However, her actions were interpreted by the others as her humble decline.
Li Yan liked her even more.
There was not much chilis. After the others ate it, their faces turned red and their bodies did heat up. Only Bai Xi's face turned pale from the cold.
