That was close. So incredibly close. She almost died. Tan You gripped the corner of the quilt. In just a few short hours last night, she had already faced death twice.
The first time was when she faced the pack of Violent Tooth Rats. The second, of course, was her fever yesterday. 'If the Priest hadn't come, would my life have truly been forfeit here?'
The more she replayed the events, the more Tan You began to wonder, 'Compared to my biological parents here, maybe Tan Lin wasn't so bad after all?' But the very next second, Tan You tossed the thought aside. 'Right. I can't let myself get gaslit like that.'
Using Dumont as a point of comparison, she started to think Tan Lin had actually done quite well. Even though Tan Lin himself was full of flaws, beating and cursing her at the slightest displeasure... verbally tearing her down...
