Kapitel 115: Moving Statues

Xinxin's throat tightened and he desperately tried to salvage his grim situation. "I–Is there anything else?" If he did not perish at the hands of the Nightmare, he would definitely suffocate to death first!

However, Jin Jiuchi pushed him further to the brink of despair by shaking his head. "N–ope! This is the only thing I have on me. If you don't want it, then…" he began to put away the bandages, but Xinxin hurriedly stopped him.

"I want!" He jumped up like a spooked mouse and begged Jin Jiuchi, "Da Shen, please lend me the bandages!"

"Hehe, here you are." Jin Jiuchi handed the bandages to him. His grin widened as he reveled in Xinxin's bleak face that looked as if he had nothing left to live for. He even offered his help, "Do you want me to tie them for you?"

Xinxin's imaginary tears flowed even harder. "Y–Yes…"

Shen Nianzu was rendered speechless as he looked at Jin Jiuchi's delightful expression. He was really enjoying this, wasn't he?