Chen Shouyi lit the kerosene lamp. Only after he heard Chen Xingyue's footsteps fade into the distance did he unzip the briefcase.
Shell Girl was still fast asleep. At the familiar sound of the zipper, she sleepily opened her eyes.
By the time Chen Shouyi fished her out of the briefcase and set her on the bed, she was already wide awake, looking eager and ready to set off. She asked ingratiatingly, "Good giant, are we going to kill the bad rats and bad birds?"
"Not today. Tomorrow, definitely!"
First he'd gone through a fierce battle today, narrowly escaping death. Then the Barbarian God had cursed him, and he'd had a terrifying nightmare. How could he have the mood or energy to practice archery again?
What's more, according to Song Jieying and the other martial artists, their temporary conscription still hadn't ended. Early tomorrow morning, they'd have to go to Cheng'an District to help the army hunt down the remaining barbarians and bring the war to a complete end.
There'd likely be another fierce battle then.
Tonight, all he wanted was to lie in bed, get some sleep, and restore his energy so he'd be ready for whatever came.
Shell Girl had been thinking she'd go on a killing spree today and have the giant beat all those ferocious rats and big birds to a pulp. Hearing him, her excited mood immediately wilted, and she asked in disappointment,
"Do we have to wait for another sunrise and sunset?"
"Mm. You're the best girl. Just sort out your clothes today, then take a nap. It'll come around in no time." Seeing her pitiful little face, Chen Shouyi felt amused and comforted her. Then he opened a drawer in the wardrobe and took out all the little clothes he'd put away, laying