White mist filled the early morning in the Death Jungle, winding among the trees and obscuring visibility.
After what had happened last night, Wei Jingchen was noticeably better behaved. He found a chance to approach Jian Ran while he was washing up and whispered, "Thank you."
Jian Ran glanced at him. "No need to thank me. If it weren't for the money, I wouldn't have bothered with you."
Wei Jingchen clearly didn't believe that excuse. He gazed deeply at him, his face full of gratitude.
What noble character. He wouldn't even admit to saving someone!
Someone worthy of admiration from us athletes!
He returned to his tent to pack his things. Liu Yuheng came over. "Pretty exciting last night, huh? I saw you talking to Jian Ran. What, he's won you over already?!"
Wei Jingchen glared at him without saying much.
There were many things people had to experience themselves before they could truly understand. Back when he was training, he had wanted to give up more than once, and that was what his coach had told him.
When Wei Jingchen didn't respond, Liu Yuheng lost interest. He slowly stood up, his gaze unconsciously drifting toward Jian Ran and Lu Yanting.
The two looked every bit like an old married couple, perfectly in sync without needing to speak.
When Jian Ran rinsed his mouth, Lu Yanting passed him a cup.
When Jian Ran wiped his mouth, Lu Yanting brought him a towel.
When Jian Ran ate, Lu Yanting held his bowl.
Liu Yuheng curled his lips in disdain. "..." At this rate, he'd even wipe his ass for him. Wasn't this a bit much?!
"What are you looking at?" Fu Donghai stood on tiptoe to peer over.
Liu Yuheng spat on the ground. "Nothing. Just seeing what someone who can't