Halfway through, Huanhuan felt like she was about to die.
She sat down on the stairs and started panting. "I-I can't take it anymore. I'm dying!"
The envoy saw that her legs were trembling and knew that she was indeed close to dying. He squatted down helplessly. "I'll carry you up."
"How can I do that?!" Huanhuan said, but she quickly climbed onto his back and sat obediently.
The envoy had never seen such a duplicitous female. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her actions.
He strode up the stairs with her on his back.
He must have climbed this mountain often. Even with a person on his back, he was still fast.
After climbing the mountain and arriving at the entrance of the temple, his expression still looked very natural.
Huanhuan had no choice but to give him a thumbs up. "You're an expert!"
