Right after setting up the sleeping bag, Shen Mu started talking in his sleep.
"Kill them."
Ji Rongxinyue squatted down, pricked up her ears, and listened quietly.
"Ji is the Champion Marquis."
"Fuck you and your bullshit, you're the one getting old."
"To seal the wolves."
"Old Ji sealed the wolves, oh, hehehe..."
Saliva dribbled out from the corner of Shen Mu's mouth.
Just as Ji Rongxinyue looked somewhat embarrassed, a hand reached over from the side with a handkerchief.
As Ji Rongxinyue took it, she spoke softly, "Thank you, Uncle Su."
Then she helped Shen Mu wipe away his drool.
As Ji Rongxinyue stood up, Su He murmured, "Your Uncle Shen is careless with his words, don't take his sleep-talking seriously."
"Okay."
Ji Rongxinyue nodded gently.
She was aware that Su He was not referring to the vulgarities, but to an expectation revealed in Shen Mu's sleep talk.
This expectation is also shared by many others.