Shen Luo and Fu Donglai left the city and had walked seven or eight li when they came upon a dense forest. Beyond that forest lay the gradually rising and undulating terrain of the mountains.
"Brother Shen, what was going on in the city just now?" Fu Donglai asked, puzzled.
"That Tiny City, it obviously..." Shen Luo began but suddenly fell silent mid-sentence.
Fu Donglai waited for a good while but didn't hear Shen Luo continue. When he turned back to look, he realized that Shen Luo was studying the map he had bought from the young boy.
"You're not really planning to follow this map, are you?" Fu Donglai asked, surprised.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo looked up towards the forest and beyond, where he could see towering mountain silhouettes in the distance, shrouded by layers of mist, appearing somewhat blurry and mysterious.
"Although the map is crudely drawn, the general directions marked are correct. We can give it a try," Shen Luo said with a smile.
