Under the shed, Shen Xin got a towel from the homeowners and began drying Yi Wan off.
Today, Yi Wan had not only rendered a great service, but he'd also pulled Shen Xin back while they were coming down the mountain, saving him from injury.
What a good donkey.
Shen Xin's original plan had been to sell Yi Wan after the case was over to recoup some of his money.
But now, Shen Xin wanted to keep him—even take him back to Nanjiang.
"Yi Wan, do you want to come with me?"
Yi Wan didn't answer.
"No answer? I'll take that as a yes, then?"
Shen Xin stroked Yi Wan's mane and continued drying him off.
He turned his head and saw the lady of the house looking at him with a puzzled expression.
'She's probably never seen someone talk to a donkey before.'
The woman asked curiously, "Young man, what were you all looking for on the mountain?"
There were so many people; of course they'd been seen.
Of course, Shen Xin couldn't tell her the truth, so he changed the subject to the rain.
