Chapter 386: Slip

Kelvin didn't say anything but asked the old man to arrange a room for them to change their clothes. The old man, who seemed to have forgotten about their small stall, led them to the second floor made of red bricks. It was a single room. Inside the room, there was only a bed and a small wooden table. There wasn't even an extra chair. Eating, drinking, and sleeping all happened in this room. In the corner, there were scattered cardboard and bottles that he had collected. The bed was covered in scattered clothes and messy socks. It was summer, and the flies were buzzing around the socks. Cheyenne felt like she was about to throw up. Kelvin wasn't doing much better. He took a brief look and felt a heavy pressure in his head, with veins popping on his forehead. The old man seemed oblivious to any issues and hunched down, rummaging under the bed and pulling out a blue checkered plastic woven bag. The old man unzipped it and pulled out a slightly yellowed white shirt and army green p