The cabin contained various seasonings left by the previous resident.
After bringing the water to a boil, Tang Luo Ke carefully told the salt from the sugar. Once sure, he sprinkled in some salt and cracked the ostrich egg he had snatched into the pot.
When the mushroom soup was ready, he ladled out a bowl and brought it to the little rabbit.
Yu Zhizhi sat up and took the soup bowl with both hands.
"Thank you, Tang."
In the dim room, the firelight by the door flickered. Tang Luo Ke leaned against the dilapidated wall, his gaze dark.
"You were willing to throw your life away for that Spider?"
Tang Luo Ke's voice suddenly broke the silence.
Yu Zhizhi sipped the bland mushroom and egg soup, the warm liquid spreading through her stomach. When she heard Tang Luo Ke's words, she froze for a moment.
'But... I do want to live.'
