For two consecutive days, Song Xiaodong had barely spoken to Shui Qingyue. Every day, aside from scrounging up some food and sleeping, he spent all his time soaking in the hot springs.
These past two days, Shui Qingyue was constantly on edge, afraid that Song Xiaodong would assault her, but such an incident never occurred; he didn't even approach her.
"Oh... I get it now, he must be seriously injured, so he doesn't dare to touch me now. That would only worsen his injuries, which means I'm safe for now," she thought.
Having rationalized the situation, Shui Qingyue, though still worried, felt much more at ease knowing she was safe for the time being.
Shui Qingyue was twenty-two years old, having just graduated from college. She had come here on a hunting vacation with friends, thinking it would be fun, only for such an incident to happen.
But being an innocent girl, once she put her worries aside, she suddenly found amusing things to do here.