When he had regained consciousness once again, it was already noon the next day. He was lying on a bed of dry hay, covered with two beast skins, and not far beside him, a small fire was burning.
So, the warmth he'd felt before was actually from that fire?
He propped himself up, but the severe pain from his arms and legs turned his face deathly pale.
He cautiously looked at the areas where he had been injured before, which had been treated with a layer of medicinal powder and had stopped bleeding.
He felt somewhat moved in his heart, the Shaman still cared for them.
Look, wasn't this treatment proof of that?
"Are you awake?" A concerned voice arose at his side, and Jacob turned his head, startled.
He looked at Mu Li's bruised face, "What happened...what happened to you?"
Mu Li shook his head and said nothing, just silently sitting aside.
