In any case, they are doomed to die.
Coldness flickers in Xu Shulou's eyes, as he does not care who they owe debt to.
After drinking hot water, the siblings and Lu Jingzhi change into the clothes of the woman holding the child. The clothes were clean, with many patches.
Their wet clothes are taken to the kitchen to be dried by the woman.
Lu Jingzhi complains again about the outrageous events that would not have happened had she not traveled with Xu Shulou.
However, on second thought, no one would have saved him in such situations.
If something were to happen to him, his mother would worry so much.
And she would be sad too.
Now, only Xu Shulou remains in his wet clothes, dripping with water.
"You're also not afraid of death," Lu Jingzhi rolls up the sleeves as the clothes are a bit too big for her.
Rather than shivering in wet clothes here.
