But the survivors Chen Li had swept down the mountain wanted to climb the snowpeak again... Chen Li did not want to wait any longer.
What had been seen had been seen. The difference, if Chen Li did not personally take Eula away, was merely whether Eula herself knew about it.
Chen Li had never been someone who liked taking advantage of others.
So Chen Li decided to give Eula a stroke of fortune.
"Oh, right. Whatever you do, don't try to offer yourself to me out of gratitude... I don't have that kind of bad habit."
Chen Li reminded her.
"So I'm not allowed to offer myself to you... Fine, I'll remember this grudge!"
Eula bit her lower lip with her silver-white teeth.
"Do you hear yourself right now?"
Chen Li froze for a moment.
"You made my mind go completely blank... I'll remember this grudge!"
A flush of embarrassment and anger rose to Eula's face.
Although Eula wanted to glare furiously at Chen Li, who had probably seen every inch of her, she could not forget that he had saved her life.
Thus, what slipped from Eula's mouth was this neither-light-nor-heavy threat.
Her aggrieved tone, wandering gaze, mild warning, and humiliated expression—
Rather than holding a grudge, it looked more like she was acting coquettishly.
They were both equally powerless.
"Don't be angry. I'll compensate you in some other way... You really like holding grudges, right? Then I'll give you a treasure."
Chen Li handed Eula a black-covered notebook and a pen.
"What is this?"
Eula frowned.
"The Sorrowful Note. As long as you write your sorrow in this notebook, it will help you resolve it."
"Oh? It can resolve any sorrow?"
Eula raised a brow.
"That's right. It can resolve anyone's sorrow. As long as you write