Yan Huan picked up a stick and followed behind Song Xihua. She stopped to examine the endlessly winding path, punctuated by markings on its sides. The path had already been explored, so there wouldn't be any danger as long as they stacked on track. Once they reached the end of the path, they would have accomplished the objective and be at their destination.
After all, this was only a TV show, not jungle warfare.
Even though it was meant to be realistic, safety was of utmost importance.
Song Xihua stopped, and Yan Huan followed suit. As long as he kept going, Yan Huan felt that she could too. She treated herself like a guy. A girl was frail and needs to be taken care of. She didn't need any of that.
"Let's take a break," suggested Song Xihua, sitting down by a tree. He took out a bottle of water and nourished himself.
