"You don't have to worry about me if we encounter a game again. He will save me."
Bai Youwei glanced sideways at Shen Mo beside her and said calmly:
"With my physical condition, either he saves me and I'll be safe and sound, or he can't save me, and I'll just die. So, the mud is not of much use to me. Even if I get hurt, wouldn't you still use the mud to save me?"
That's true.
Tan Xiao immediately declared righteously: "Of course, we won't leave you to die! I'll remember this favor. From now on, we are good brothers, willing to go through thick and thin together! If I ever betray your trust, may the heavens strike me with lightning!"
Bai Youwei lowered her eyelids indifferently.
She wasn't interested in going through thick and thin with anyone. She only hoped that Tan Xiao could be quiet and stop chattering.
Shen Mo stood beside her, silently glanced at her, then looked away and said to Tan Xiao and Teacher Cheng, "You guys keep the mud. I'll use mine for her."
Teacher Cheng still felt bad and muttered with difficulty: "How can that be… It was our carelessness that we lost the mud, and now we have to trouble you to use yours…"
Bai Youwei frowned, very annoyed, "If you don't want it, then return it to me when we get to Yangzhou."
Tan Xiao pulled Teacher Cheng aside and advised him like an experienced person: "We are all brothers and sisters in this world! It's fate that we can meet on the same path. Since little sister Weiwei is so generous, we can't be ungrateful. If we refuse again, it will hurt our friendship!"
Bai Youwei rolled her eyes silently, thinking who is your little sister Weiwei?
But she was too lazy to correct him.
Teacher Cheng hesitated again and again, and finally nodded: "Well, alright…"
Bai Youwei watched the interaction between the two lazily, thought for a moment, and in order to prevent the mud she gave away from being "accidentally" lost again, she instructed Tan Xiao:
"I suggest you let Teacher Cheng keep the mud. Firstly, he is more careful than you and not prone to losing things. Secondly, he is physically weaker than you. If both of you are injured, you can still hold on until help arrives, but Teacher Cheng may not last long."
"That makes sense!" Tan Xiao nodded immediately.
He felt that Shen Mo was more capable than him and Bai Youwei was smarter than him, so it was definitely right to listen to them. So he immediately gave the mud to Cheng Weicai without any hesitation or thought of keeping it for himself.
Cheng Weicai held the mud in his hands, feeling a mix of emotions.
He knew very well that he was a burden, old, with bad legs and not as quick-witted as young people. But none of these people in front of him disliked him for it. Not only that, but they entrusted him with such an important item!
Teacher Cheng held the small piece of black mud, carefully put it in the front pocket of his shirt, then put down the flap of the pocket and buttoned it up.
"I will take good care of it," Teacher Cheng said calmly, his voice not loud but his expression unusually solemn.
Bai Youwei was not interested in the emotional journeys of these people.
She only knew that she was very sleepy. She had been woken up by someone at five in the morning, and then there was a big fuss over a piece of mud. Damn it, her mood was ruined for the whole day!
Bai Youwei went back to her room with a sullen face to pack her luggage.
Shen Mo followed behind the wheelchair.
"What are you doing?" Bai Youwei turned her head and glared at him unkindly.
Shen Mo looked at her with interest and asked, "Why did you give them the mud?"
"No reason why," Bai Youwei replied coldly, packing up the clothes she had changed out of yesterday and stuffing them into a storage bag to take with her.
After two seconds of silence, she vaguely reacted and turned to look at Shen Mo--