Lu Sisi looked down at the items in her hands after being reminded by Chen Yan.
The leather coat was wet, stripped off while bathing Chen Yan, and it had been washed clean.
But... the leather was obviously very coarse!
It was clearly handmade... and crudely so.
The most crucial point was, it stank!
It clearly wasn't leather produced by modern techniques.
And that stick was even stranger.
Lu Sisi had tried it... it was very hard!
With her strength, she couldn't even bend it.
Not that it couldn't be broken, but it couldn't even be bent!
Girls of this age, especially those from the city, generally don't have much strength—lack of exercise, perhaps.
But nevertheless, a stick not much thicker than a thumb, even if it couldn't be broken by hand, should at least be bendable and cause some damage.
Yet this stick... was as hard as iron!
Despite the girl using all her might, the stick didn't budge an inch!
