Dry, cracked lips and pale faces tinged faintly blue made Xiao Yicai and the others trapped in the treasure vault look utterly wretched.
"I'm sorry, senior brothers and sisters! Little Junior Brother ran off to play, and we only found him today!" Wu Dayi explained to Xiao Yicai and the others on the ground with a bitter smile.
Xiao Yicai had long since lost all strength from hunger. He could not even shoot them a look, and could only passively let the people from Big Bamboo Peak feed him some water. Zhang Xiaofan was busy by the fire he had set up nearby, making food Xiao Yicai and the others could eat right now.
"Senior Sister! What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Luo Yunji crouched beside Lu Xueqi, watching as Tian Linger held her in her arms and fed her water.
Lu Xueqi did not want to say anything now, nor did she have the strength to speak. Tian Linger, however, roared straight at Luo Yunji, "Playing is one thing! But if Senior Sister had starved to death in the treasure vault because you were too busy fooling around, how would you explain it to Martial Uncle Shuiyue when you got back to the mountain?"
"So if we died, there'd be no need to explain anything, huh!" That was what the male disciples of the other branches nearby thought after hearing Tian Linger's words.
They felt so miserable, so helpless! So furious! And so resigned!
"But the moment I remembered, Little Senior Brother and I rushed back right away!" Luo Yunji puffed out his cheeks, sounding somewhat wronged.
"And you feel wronged! When I see Father and Mother, I'll definitely tell them about your wicked deeds! Martial Uncle Shuiyue will definitely beat you then! Just you wait!" Tian Linger glared with