"It feels like it's a bit too far away, I should find some sort of handy weapon for self-defense before hitting the road."
Li Ming wasn't exactly unarmed, but his defensive item wasn't quite suitable for the situation at hand, and it wouldn't do much good in an unexpected emergency either.
He looked around and quickly found himself embarrassingly realizing that not even a sizable rock could be found in the vicinity—there were no useful weapons at all.
However, at that moment, he noticed a pair of bleached leg bones scattered on the ground.
Uh, this...
As Li Ming eyed the remains of these so-called Good Brothers, he suddenly realized that perhaps all was not lost.
It just seemed a bit unconscionable, morally speaking.
"Friend, you wouldn't want to just lie here exposed to the wilderness, never finding a burial place, right?"
