"I can't do this anymore!" Xianyu, who was sweating and gasping for air, wiped the sides of his cheeks. Rouhan told him that he is going to cultivate with these two fellows, then why is he chopping some woods?
Sun Wei stopped tying the group of newly chopped woods and glared at Xianyu. "If you want to gain something, you need to suffer," he said, still with his grumpy expression. He stood up and lifted the woods on his shoulders.
Jun Rouhan bought a shack for a small amount of gold, not big enough and not small enough - just right for them to take shelter. The place is not that good, so they are repairing it. The windows are still broken and the doors are in half; the floors are creaky; it is as if it will fall when trampled heavily.
