"He fell down again."
The heir squatted outside the pit and calmly spoke.
Xu Qing stayed in the pit and didn't make a sound. He lowered his head and glanced at the place he was at.
This was a hollow cave abode.
It was already abandoned.
There were many cave abodes like this in the Bitter Life Mountain Range. Most of them were places of refuge dug out by cultivators from ancient times.
One couldn't see it from outside. Only someone with Xu Qing's weight could personally experience these caves that were not far from the surface.
"There are many similar caves in this mountain range. You'll have to crawl out of them."
Outside the pit, the heir glanced at Xu Qing, feeling a sense of relief in his heart. Seeing Xu Qing in such a disheveled state seemed to evoke an inexplicable warmth in him.
This reminded him of when he was young, when his father tied the sun to his waist and he fell down as he walked.
"He's missing a hat."
