Xu Ru and Tan Jing listened, dumbfounded. They had never imagined Zhang Laohu's Combat Power was so terrifying, nor had they thought that food—so precious it was worth a life—could be obtained so easily.
A change began to stir in Xu Ru's heart. She slowly started to feel that under the current circumstances, temporarily submitting herself to the man before her might not be such a bad thing after all.
Women have always admired men stronger than themselves. When that admiration could also keep her fed and warm at a time like this, it began to transform into a flicker of affection.
This change in mindset made Xu Ru's expression and gaze soften. She no longer wore that look like someone owed her a million bucks.
'A man like Zhang Laohu... even after the apocalypse ends, he'll probably go on to do great things, right?'
Xu Ru's thoughts kept shifting as she began to convince herself.
