The shadowy youth, holding a dripping bloody knife, faced Yan Lingzhen.
"You're finally awake."
Yan Lingzhen raised her hands, trembling as she backed away, "What the... now that I'm awake, let's not get excited, okay? No need to get excited."
Such a big pig-slaughtering knife, it's really scary when held in one's hand.
The youth also realized how inappropriate it looked and quickly put the pig-slaughtering knife down.
"You have been unconscious for two days, I thought you were going to die. Today the sun came out and you finally woke up; it seems like a good day to go to the Gambling House and place a bet."
Yan Lingzhen: "..." What is all this nonsense?
However, the youth ignored Yan Lingzhen, carrying a chicken and hurrying towards the earthen bed, "Killed a chicken to make you a nutritious soup."
"Is this chicken from your house?" A house poor enough to have several holes in its roof can still raise such a big flock of chickens and ducks?
