The two of them worked together, speeding up the process significantly. In no time, they had filled a wooden barrel.
"That's enough, let's go home."
"Okay."
With that, Ye Zi'an picked up the barrel and started walking home. Yang Chuxia glanced back at the evil river one more time but still saw nothing. She then caught up with Zi'an, suggesting, "It's heavy. Let's carry it together."
Ye Zi'an shook his head, "No need. I can handle it. It's just one barrel of water."
"But it's quite a distance back home."
"It's fine, I can manage."
"Alright then," Yang Chuxia shrugged as she looked at the barrel full of fish and commented, "Thankfully, no one comes to this river. That's why there are so many fish and they're easy to catch."
"Mmm."
Because their house was far away from the village, no one saw them carrying the barrel of fish home.
