The waterfall in the mountain stream surged and flowed fiercely.
The roar of the bear echoed and rolled through the woods, exploding in everyone's ears with a thunderous blast.
Goulbin's legs went soft, Bi Fang's burden of the tree on his shoulders grew even heavier, his face red with exertion, and when he saw Goulbin letting go, his anger flared instantly.
Damn it.
If he had turned tail and run at first, Bi Fang wouldn't have said anything—it was human nature, and besides, Bi Fang had told Goulbin to run. But now, to be scared stiff by the roar of the bear, without showing a trace of courage, where had the confidence come from to sign up?
How had such a mentality and psychological quality not been eliminated in the past few days?
Luckily, Goulbin wasn't an idiot; though dumb, he wasn't completely foolish. In a panic, he stood up and continued to carry the tree.
