Chapter 60: Yangyang's Crisis

Rain was still falling, and Cui Yuanyang, clutching her head, followed Zhao Changhe through the mountains. She watched him expertly find a cave's indentation to crawl into, where he scraped together some dry branches and leaves and lit the fire lighter.

It quickly formed a warm little nest.

Changing locations wasn't purely because the sight of corpses everywhere was disturbing, but more so because Zhao Changhe didn't want to encounter any more "rain shelter seekers." With strange murderous intents targeting Cui Yuanyang, Zhao Changhe had to be extra cautious and thought a cave in the desolate wilderness was unlikely to be found.

Cui Yuanyang sat by the campfire, hugging her knees, shaking her hands back and forth, roasting her slightly damp rabbit fur clothes, wanting to take them off but not daring to.

Inside was only a thin undershirt with a mandarin duck playing in water design.

Zhao Changhe didn't bother with her much, undressing and drying his clothes bare-bodied.