Luo Chen gently placed Li Xin down, letting her lean against a sturdy tree. After a night of rushing, Li Xin appeared utterly exhausted, her face haggard, and the usual sparkle in her eyes was gone. Seeing her in this state, Luo Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of compassion.
He took out a piece of bloody rabbit meat from his pocket, tore off a chunk, and chewed it slowly. The air was thick with the scent of blood, but for Luo Chen, it was a familiar experience. In this wilderness, to survive, one must learn to adapt to such blood and brutality.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Li Xin suddenly raised her head, looking at Luo Chen with disgust, and asked coldly. Her voice carried a hint of impatience and disdain, as if Luo Chen's presence was a burden to her.
Luo Chen glanced at her lightly, a bitter smile curled at the corner of his mouth, "If I leave, you're definitely going to die." His voice was calm and firm, as if stating an obvious fact.
