Shen Baoying searched everywhere for firewood. Even Little Chun knew to help, yet the man just sat there doing nothing.
Since she was no match for him, Shen Baoying let out a silent sigh.
She gathered some firewood, lit it with a magnifying glass, and after quickly cleaning the fish, placed it over the fire to roast.
She didn't plan on adding any salt; after all, she only had a tiny bit left.
But the man suddenly spoke up. "Add some salt."
Shen Baoying froze. He actually knew she had salt. 'Has this man been following me this whole time, or does he have some ability to spy on me?'
Shen Baoying wasn't sure what kind of ability it was, but either way, it was formidable. Seeing that he had no intention of harming her, she asked, "What's your name?"
The man lifted his head, his amber eyes calm and undisturbed. "My name is Bor."
Shen Baoying asked again, "Then why are you keeping me here?" 'He can't just want me to cook for him, can he?'
