"You're headed to the town, right?" April asked earnestly.
Liu Liqun nodded. By now, the camp was nearly empty, most people had already ventured into the snowstorm.
April continued, "Okay, I know you lost your vehicle, but... do you have any food?"
Qing Chen couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. The Tribunal wasn't exactly a poor organization, constantly supplying the market with Genetic Potion; how could they appear so pitiful?
Liu Liqun seemed to be dealing with the Tribunal for the first time. After being dumbfounded for a while, he said, "The supplies in the camp were all taken by the Shadow Candidates, we don't have any food on us either."
Curious, Qing Chen asked, "Didn't you bring your food?"
April sighed, "We encountered some wilderness people on the way; they didn't have enough food stored for the winter, and there were over a dozen children in their group. We gave them the food we had."
"You'd rather starve yourselves to help others?" Qing Chen muttered.
