More than ten minutes later, a refreshed Jiang Feng emerged from the bathroom.
At this moment, Jiang Feng was immensely grateful that not only had he brought a complete set of clean clothes, but he had also brought a relatively thin down jacket just in case. The clothes he had worn before diving into the trash bin had been tainted with an inexplicable odor and naturally couldn't be worn any longer.
Jiang Feng had changed into a black, short and relatively thin down jacket, with a base layer and a high-neck cashmere sweater underneath. Compared to his previous outfit, the thermal protection was certainly less effective.
Jiang Feng believed that as long as he felt warm enough, he could withstand the chilly winds outside with the righteousness he harbored within him and the clothes he wore.
"Thirsty? Would you like a drink of water?" Wu Minqi offered Jiang Feng a cup of water with lemon slices, the water having cooled from scalding hot to warm.