Of course, Luoyun Huan's Golden Bell naturally contained changes of clothing, but since there were other people right beside this cave, she cast an embarrassed glance at Li Changran.
She saw that he was in just as wretched a state as she was, his own once-vibrant robe similarly torn to shreds.
Whether it was a blessing or a curse, Li Changran had not experienced the baptism of the explosion, so his body was still covered in those sticky, slimy spider threads.
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