Fang Rong was disdainful. "He's just a mercenary. It's his first time participating in a variety show. What can he know? The clues were given by the production crew. They wouldn't lie to us, would they?"
Bai Xi suddenly thought of something, but it was fleeting and she quickly dismissed it to the back of her mind.
She looked at Bai Shao and said gently, "Aunt Fang is right. There's no food in the snow mountain but it's much less dangerous than the swamp. You know that the crocodiles in the swamp can swallow a person whole in one bite too. We can't handle it."
Since Bai Xi had said so, Bai Shao could not refute it and nodded gloomily, finishing the last bit of food.
The few of them continued on their way against the cold wind.
They were full but they did not have the strength to speak. Once they opened their mouth, the wind would fill their stomach.
