"What did you say?" Wu Xindie had already guessed the motive of0, of0, and pretended to be confused. "Well, your words and deeds are different! Why did you tear off your clothes, and why did you turn around and go south? I'm dying, let me die more clearly!"
"Wu Xindie, the biggest feature of you is not being sly, but being able to hide your craftiness."
Baby Sang glanced at Wu Xin Butterfly and sneered, "In front of you, I don't dare to boast that I'm better than you. I'm just showing off. My purpose is not to tear off my clothes, but to leave them in this place. Although your rescuer can't find here for a while, if they find me and see my clothes being torn, they will think that we had a fight, and then they will follow this road to the west to look for us. We have already gone south."
