"We have like eighty people waiting to be fed," Su Hu spread his hands in front of Bai Xue and questioned her angrily, "How are we going to feed every single one of them? Did you even think before letting them stay here?"
More than eighty people were enough to cause trouble for them. Even if they could prove helpful, there was a really good chance that they could also cause trouble for them. What if these survivors didn't get anything to eat for another three or four days? Wouldn't they attack them?
"Are you getting angry at me?" Bai Xue raised her head with an aggrieved look in her eyes. With her lip jutting out, she looked at Su Hu with a hint of coquetishness. "Who am I doing this for? Aren't I doing it because I was worried that we will have nothing to eat in the coming days? I thought that as long as we have enough people with us, we won't have to worry about anything."