???????Chapter Eleven: Regret
"Are you going to take me away? At least let me bring my luggage, right? Am I supposed to go out like this? Won't I starve to death on the road later?" I thought of my luggage and the suitcase I had taken from Grandma's bedroom.
"When is this? You're still thinking about these worldly possessions? Didn't you hear my sister say this place is dangerous?" Zhao He reproached me angrily.
"You've already come all this way. Do you really care about this little bit of time? Besides, it's daytime now. I stayed here all night with this young lady. If you're afraid of dying, hurry up and run for your life." I said with a smile.
"Afraid of dying? You...;...;"
Zhao He grew amused instead of angry and was just about to retort when Zhao Qian stopped him with a wave of her hand.
"That's enough, Brother. They're only going to take their luggage. Since we're already here, it wouldn't hurt to burn incense for Zhou Xian's memorial tablet before leaving. Captain Huo, what do you think?"
Although Zhao Qian phrased it as a question, judging by the ability she had displayed, even if she told Huo Dadong to leave now, he would not go.
"I think that would be better too. Little Zhao is an honest person who understands etiquette. Let them go get their luggage, then we'll leave," Huo Dadong said cheerfully.
Once we had reached an agreement, we immediately headed for Grandma's house.
After Zhao Qian, Zhao He, and Huo Dadong burned incense, I pointed at the locked suitcase and the luggage I had brought earlier.
Zhao Qian had Zhao He carry the suitcase for me, while I carried my own travel bag on my back. The group left the house without encountering