Ning Xiaoxian was feeling rather troubled. As everyone else had entered the tents, it wouldn't be polite for her to still hide on the cart with Bai Jing and Bai Hong. However, with so many people in such a small space, it didn't take long for the strong odor of sweat and musk from the men to waft over. They had been traveling outside and couldn't bathe at will like Ning Xiaoxian; besides, the rough men of the wilds paid little heed to such things. After over twenty days in the wilderness, their smell was almost unbearable.
If it were only she herself, she could simply hide inside God Demon Prison and the external world of rainwater would have nothing to do with her. But now, with around twenty people resting in a single tent, how could she disappear under everyone's watchful eyes?
