Qin Liuxi watched the few in front of him, their faces pale with cold, clutching ginger soup and slurping it, while he cracked melon seeds and laughed at their predicament.
Xiong Er gulped down a bowl of ginger soup and finally felt revitalized. He exhaled a long breath and glanced at someone cracking seeds and lounging comfortably with legs crossed, the corners of his mouth twitching.
You watching the show is a bit too obvious, isn't it?
Qin Liuxi spat out the shell of a melon seed. "Did you all escape to this place?"
Jing Xiaosi: "..."
Escape? That's somewhat apt, isn't it? Their journey was indeed akin to fleeing from disaster.
"It's all because you said let's go and we didn't even get the chance to express our gratitude. We heard from the Wuyang Clan Leader that you are from Li City Qingping Temple, so we came looking for you." Xiong Er explained, "On the way here, we've had such bad luck, you wouldn't believe. Once we left Xiangnan Village, one plight after another..."
