Ambrose finished building the small campsite.
He breathed heavily as it took him five hours of error and trial until he finally managed to build the tents and arrange the campfire in a perfect spot.
"Oh, finally done?" The Wisdom King removed the sunglasses while sitting on a beach chair under the shade of a tree.
They had left the rocky part of the valley behind and arrived at a lush meadow with a breathtaking view of the mountains.
There, Ambrose also built the campsite near the forest that moved up the mountain like a beautiful nature-made decoration.
The sunlight filtered through the trees, casting a golden glow over the campsite.
It still felt like they were in the embrace of the mountains as they surrounded the vast area around them, almost like those mountains were standing guard without letting any foul air into the meadows.
