The mountain road was not particularly rugged, but without any development, it was challenging for the average person to traverse.
Of course, for young people in their prime, this bit of hardship was nothing to fret about.
There was even less need to say anything about Lan Peizhi, who walked as if on level ground.
Nevertheless, Jiang Chen couldn't help but think back to the affluent tycoon he had encountered by chance earlier.
For an elderly man who needed support just to walk, climbing a mountain was certainly no easy matter.
What kind of person could motivate the richest man in Lingnan to undertake such a strenuous pilgrimage?
The primeval forest may not have held much aesthetic appeal, but Jiang Chen was full of zest, anticipating the "scenery" that lay ahead.
Lan Peizhi was the silent type, quietly climbing upwards.
Jiang Chen lagged a step behind, leisurely and content.
A mountain need not be high; it's famed if immortals dwell.
