I was just about to open my mouth when I heard Yu Longting growling through clenched teeth, "You want me to forgive you?"
"That... Of course..." I felt uncertain inside.
I always felt that he would take the opportunity to propose some unreliable conditions.
Yu Longting's suppressed voice even took on the hiss of a snake, "Accept my Life Lamp."
One could imagine how furious I had made him.
"How could I do that? I definitely have to handle the mess I've made myself." I firmly refused.
Yu Longting' narrowed his eyes but surprisingly didn't insist.
His gaze fell on the weasel, carrying a towel with trembling paws, its green snake eyes gloomy.
"Snake Lord... towel..." The two weasels, upon meeting Yu Longting's murderous gaze, knelt down immediately, nearly petrified with fear.
Yu Longting expressionlessly took the towel and wiped the rainwater off my face and hair, then instructed the weasels, "Get the corpses of those Barbarian Villagers onto a bamboo raft."
