"Dude, you're really heavy."
Tan Wenbin plopped Lu Yi onto the dorm bed, hands on his hips, gasping for air.
Actually, carrying someone wasn't that tiring; it was the series of explosive moves from subduing the possessed Lu Yi to leaping at the high heels that had worn him out, leaving him only now catching his breath.
Seeing Lu Yi's face all dirty with white foam, Tan Wenbin frowned, but still couldn't bear to leave it that way. He poured some hot water into a basin and squeezed out a towel to wipe him down.
As for Lu Yi's scraped and bloody knees, feet, and elbows, Tan Wenbin was too lazy to deal with. After all, they were all tough guys, such minor bumps and bruises were nothing to fuss over.
After doing all this, Tan Wenbin poured a cup of water for Lu Yi and placed it on the plastic stool next to the bed. Then he bent down and from a storage box under the bed, he fished out a Harbin red sausage.
Taking a bite, he chewed and said:
