Xue Rong still didn't want to die, yet judging by her current reserves, it's likely she won't survive this unseasonable spring chill.
'Surviving in the wild is vastly different from what's documented in books and the internet; despite all my preparations, I'm afraid it won't even last me half a year.'
'Could it be, I will have to go back to prison?'
'No!'
'I'd rather die than go to prison!'
Shaking her head, she glanced at Fang Zheng, who lay silent in the corner, her expression slightly relaxed:
'Anyway, I'm not alone now, even if I die, there's someone to accompany me on the road.'
Thinking for a moment, she slowly spoke:
"Do you really have a… Cave Mansion here?"
"Yes."
Fang Zheng, who had his eyes closed, opened them upon hearing her, casting his gaze towards the robust woman by the campfire:
"Are you planning to go?"
"Although life here is hard, I'm not ready to die yet." Xue Rong pursed her lips and shrugged:
"If I can survive, of course, that's preferable."
