As Xu Zeng led the way to the riverbank, Xu Hu Zhe watched him attentively, taking in his every movement with a sharp interest.
Despite being away from Sun Village for some time, Xu Zeng moved with a familiarity that spoke of a deep connection to this place. His steps were sure, his movements fluid as he navigated the terrain effortlessly.
Arriving at the river, Xu Zeng wasted no time in checking the old traps he had set up earlier that morning.
Despite being left untouched for a year, the traps were still in working condition, a show of Xu Zeng's value for the seemingly simple tools.
Now, they were trinkets to the two newcomers, but in the past, they were a form of survival. It was how he kept from starving for so long. The land fed and nurtured him when there was no one else to provide for him.
With practiced hands, Xu Zeng began to empty the traps, revealing a bounty of seafood caught in the mesh.
