Cale sat back up, pulled out a storage bag, and handed it to her.
"What is this..."
He smiled and pulled her close, his hand on her waist, caressing her belly.
"Some safety tools, a few quasi-divine artifacts, some pills for healing, some for cultivation. A few explosives, and of course, tens of artifacts to run away from a bad situation."
Her eyes widened just hearing all this.
"Th-this is too much! I— I can't take this, Young Master! You should use it yourself."
"Sigh. Just now you called me by my name. Can't you do it again?"
Shyly, she looked at the ground.
"B-but... I can't take this. You'll always be in danger, even more than me. Seeing you have these items will be better for me... Cale..."
He shook his head.
"Nah, I don't need them, they're quite useless to me. I am not much of a strategy guy who uses these many tools while fighting. I'm more suited for offense than defense, just take them. There are spiritual stones too, it'll be a great help."
