With the protection of the three big dogs, the Little Prince ran forward gleefully.
Jifeng and Jiyu, carrying the Night Pearl, illuminated the way ahead and behind, their eyes almost popping out in fear that the young master might trip on a rock inadvertently.
The cave's entrance wasn't deep. Su Qingluo, supporting Grandma Liu from behind, soon emerged from the passage and stepped into the spacious and well-ventilated lava cave.
She quickly scanned the lava cave.
At the ventilated spot in the cave, a pile of neatly stacked tree branches had been set aside, prepared by Jifeng and Jiyu working overnight to dry them for later use.
Under the dripping stalactites, two wooden barrels were placed. The water collected was clean and clear, safe for drinking.
Three horses were tied to the stalactites, with a small pile of grass by their feet. The horses leisurely ate the grass and neighed happily when Su Qingluo and the others entered.
