On the way into the mountain, Big Head Yang met many familiar people.
All of them had weathered faces, but they were full of vigor. From the looks of it, they must have gone into the mountains to cut firewood.
These elders had watched Big Head Yang grow up. He replied to them one by one respectfully.
Su Yun did not say anything. He only smiled and nodded in greeting.
The two of them walked for more than an hour on the mountain path before they finally walked into a corner of the Burning Mountain.
In terms of height, it was actually still at the foot of the mountain.
Big Head Yang panted heavily and said, "Sigh, I haven't exercised for too long. I have to rest."
Su Yun rolled his eyes at the other party and said speechlessly, "You're a child from the mountains and you can't even take two steps."
"I'm curious. Why aren't you flushed or panting? It's as if you exercise regularly."
