"Luo, is this news reliable?"
"Well..." Luo Baocun shook his head indifferently, "To be honest, Wang, I heard this from someone else, so I can't guarantee its reliability."
"What? Luo, you guys are really bold, coming all this way without even verifying the truth. What if there's no shelter? What will you do then?" Wen Quanxin considered himself reckless, but he hadn't expected anyone more impulsive.
"Ah, Wen, you don't understand. We wouldn't have taken such a big risk and come such a long way unless we were forced to."
Wang Zhongyu sympathetically patted Luo Baocun's shoulder and said, "I understand your difficulties, brother. In this world, just surviving is already a challenge. So, Luo, are you still planning to go to the shelter? If you don't mind, you can come with us. Our situation isn't great, but at least it's a place to escape the wind and rain."
