Chapter 431

Damarion had been a doctor his whole life and had witnessed countless deaths. With his family gone, he wasn't exactly showing pity to Andrew. He just felt that it was rare to meet someone worse off than him. He was already a jinx, so there didn't need to be two. Andrew stood up at once. "We'll leave now. We'll definitely get out." Damarion snapped, "Now? Are you insane? It's the middle of the night! Where do you think you're going? Straight to hell? Get in here and let me treat your wounds, or you'll be dead before we even set off." Andrew glanced at his bandaged injuries and didn't refuse. For the first time in two days, he entered the wooden hut. With his body in terrible shape, he didn't hesitate. It wasn't because he trusted Damarion, but because if the latter wanted to kill him, he could have done it with poison long ago without going to so much trouble. Inside the hut, there was a charcoal fire. Warmth washed over them. Damarion was tired of life but hadn't planned on torme