Chapter 8 Raising Goodwill

For the blonde mother and daughter, the newcomers were powerless to help. If their strength was plentiful, they would not mind aiding others, but with their hunger and thirst barely kept at bay, they knew that each ounce of stamina was crucial to their survival. They couldn't afford to waste it, so they had to selectively forget about the pair and hasten their pace to leave them behind. When the time came, they could find an excuse to justify their innocence.

Tang Zheng sighed, carried Lu Fan on his back and walked back. Julia and her daughter had been left behind by more than four hundred meters, their figures already out of sight in the sparse tropical jungle.

"Uncle, you also know that she won't live for long, don't you? But why are you still helping her?" Lu Fan was perplexed. "Is it merely overflowing sympathy?"