Xin Lin spoke with great emotion, almost shedding tears.
Originally, she thought that Gui Hu would also be moved.
Who knew, he coldly snorted.
"Who would be willing to help take care of your stupid family and friends? I warn you, you'd better stay alive. Collect those messes yourself. If you die, the only thing I'd be willing to do is solve them all together and accompany you on your journey."
Gui Hu didn't know why he was so angry.
Maybe it was because he sensed the despondency in Xin Lin's words, or perhaps because she only thought about her family and friends, never worrying about him even once.
The little hen is ungrateful.
How long has she known those so-called family and friends?
The one who knows her the longest is me.
We've been through thick and thin together, I care for her safety, and her?
Just one sentence asking him to look after her family and friends?
"You, how could you be so cold-hearted."
