"T-Thank you, Sister Xiaoshan."
Pei Lan was full of gratitude. In just one night, she had brushed past Death God, an experience as thrilling as it was terrifying. If the crossbow arrow had deviated another five or six centimeters, it wouldn't be just pinned in her arm. Once it pierced the chest or abdomen, it would be fatal regardless of whether it hit the vital organs or not!
"Thank you, Sis, thank you. I'll take care of her now, are you thirsty? I have orange juice here!"
Lu Yubo stood anxiously beside them. He wanted to help but was dismissed for being clumsy. Now, he finally had a chance to show his care, eagerly sitting beside Pei Lan to offer comfort, quickly forgetting what Zhang Su taught him about being reserved...
Zhong Xiaoshan opened the orange juice and took a sip, glanced at Zhao Xue resting in the shadows, walked up to Zhang Su, tilted her head in Zhao Xue's direction, and said, "How's Xiaoxue doing? Do you need me to do anything?"
