Chapter 57 The First Snowflake on the Wasteland
The antibiotics produced by the refugee shelter were indeed effective; not long after taking one, the eldest brother of the Yu family not only broke his fever but also saw his leg injury's swelling subside and was even able to get out of bed and hobble a few steps.
Grateful beyond words, the two Yu brothers vowed to repay this act of kindness in the future. But seeing that it was getting late, they bid farewell to Chu Guang, and the younger brother helped his older sibling towards the exit.
As he passed by Fang Chang, Yu Hu stopped, pulled a delicate knife that did not seem to be from this era from his bag, and handed it to Fang Chang.
This was a valuable find from his scavenging days.
Then, with a deep voice that did not match his appearance, Yu Hu said,
"You're strong, able to dodge my arrow. But if it were one-on-one, I wouldn't lose."
"Keep the knife safe for me, don't lose it. Next year, we'll spar fair and square. If I win, I'll take it back."
Fang Chang didn't understand what he was saying but guessed from his demeanor that he wanted to give the knife to him as a token of thanks for indirectly saving his relative.
Fang Chang pointed at the knife and then at himself, and seeing the NPC nod, he happily accepted it.
"You're too kind!"
Yu Hu didn't understand what he said either, but seeing that Fang Chang accepted the knife, he nodded and, supporting his brother, departed.