Crash——
Lu Li stepped out of the wooden tub, water dripping from him, picked up a dry towel to wipe his body, and put on the trousers from twenty-four years ago.
They were almost at the end of their life, worn down by the underground experiences.
"Do you have a dagger?" Lu Li said.
Katerina unclasped a short knife from her waist and tossed it to Lu Li.
Drawing out the short knife, the blade within the dirty leather sheath was unexpectedly sharp and clean. Lu Li simply rinsed the blade with the hot water from the bucket, then carefully shaved off his stubble.
After shaving, Lu Li rinsed the short knife and returned it to its sheath, then handed it back to Katerina.
Katerina whistled lightly and sized up Lu Li's chiseled body and face, along with those alluring abyss-like eyes: "I should have done something when you were unconscious."
Lu Li ignored her.
