As soon as Jun Anyi heard Xinyuan's words, she felt something was off and quickly asked, "Why do you think that?"
However, after asking, she received no response. Turning around, she realized he had already closed his eyes and was breathing evenly, clearly fast asleep.
Oh, he's already asleep?
"Maybe he's just exhausted," Jun Anyi thought to herself, then shifted her gaze downward.
The wounds on his upper body had been treated, so technically, she should clean the wounds on his lower body now.
And that posed a problem.
Jun Anyi: ...
In the dim light, she struggled with her thoughts for a long time before finally mustering the courage to lift the towel.
She carefully covered the critical area, starting to clean the remaining wounds on his legs.
Fortunately, Xinyuan was in a deep sleep and didn't show any significant reactions, or this awkward situation would have been even more intense.
After about ten minutes, Jun Anyi, who was now sweating on her forehead, finally finished all the work and stopped. The sweat was more from her nervousness than physical effort.
Looking at the masculine body before her, her face turned red with embarrassment.
For some reason, she felt a strong curiosity and an inexplicable urge to lift the towel and take a peek at the forbidden area.
However, rationality eventually suppressed her bizarre impulse. After all, if Xinyuan woke up during this process, she wasn't sure if she should deal with it or what.
She slapped her forehead and muttered, "Oh man, why am I thinking such things? Did I get poisoned or something?"
With Xinyuan asleep, she was alone in the room and found herself in a state of unrestrained freedom, a stark contrast to her usually cold and aloof demeanor. At this moment, she seemed to embody the personality traits of "Sour Milk Stick."
Looking at Xinyuan lying on the bed, she kept observing him, and then suddenly puffed up her cheeks and displayed a cute "pouting" expression.
"Damn it, I just realized it. I'm a big beauty sitting by your bed in the middle of the night, treating your wounds, and you just went ahead and fell asleep?!"
"Too unromantic."
As she was in this state of unrestrained self-expression, she was suddenly captivated by Xinyuan's face.
With his disheveled hair and peaceful expression while asleep, he had lost his usual dead fish eyes and the nonchalant aura he typically exuded.
There was even a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth, which looked somewhat cute.
Instinctively, Jun Anyi reached out and poked his drooling face, then quickly withdrew her hand, blushing deeply.
Maybe it was the late hour, but she felt bolder than ever before in her life.
In front of this person, she felt an urge to "be herself."
After calming her inner restlessness and becoming slightly more serious, she knew it was time to leave.
Taking one last look at Xinyuan, she quelled all her mischievous emotions and thought about him with a hint of complexity:
"You said you want benefits and money, and don't want to be a good person, believing that being good comes with all sorts of drawbacks."
"But when you decided to go out on your own, you didn't know if you'd get any benefits or if you could even handle the opponents."
"So why did you... say such things?"
"Is it loneliness... or distrust in people, or something else?"
After pondering for a few minutes, she shook her head and decided not to overthink this strange person's inner thoughts.
When she picked up the severely damaged battle suit to throw it away, she felt that something was off about its weight, accompanied by a clinking sound.
Frowning, she shook it vigorously and several small metal items fell out.
Examining them, she saw that they were engraved with angelic shapes and unique patterns, clearly items of divine origin.
It turned out that after Xinyuan turned the divine servants into crushed ice, he had plundered all their storage items.
Looking at the number, it seemed he didn't miss any!
Jun Anyi: I'm speechless!
She glanced at Xinyuan's not-so-elegant sleeping posture and couldn't help but twitch her mouth.
No surprise there...
A few hours later, with the sun high in the sky and the room filled with sunlight, Xinyuan finally woke up from the glaring light.
After lying in bed for a while, his mind recalled what happened last night.
He quickly got up, looked around, and saw that Jun Anyi had already left.
His numerous wounds had healed significantly, with many only leaving behind red marks.
After putting on some clothes, he noticed a ring and a note on the coffee table.
The handwriting on the note was clearly from a woman, likely left by Jun Anyi.
"Your storage items are unique to divine servants, with corresponding restrictions. The space inside them is also quite limited and considered substandard."
"Use this one from me in the future. I've already put all your storage items inside; try them out and practice how to unlock them."
Aside from these two points, the rest of the note was a guide on how to use mental control to operate the storage items.
After reading the entire note, Xinyuan sighed with relief.
This examiner had actually helped him a lot since the first day he met her. It seemed he hadn't even properly thanked her yet.
He would need to thank her in person next time he had the chance.
He picked up the exquisitely crafted ring and closed his eyes.
He wanted to see what valuable items he could find among the divine servants he had killed.
Hopefully, he could find some extra money...