Yan Fei had to explain to his wife, or rather, deal with her indignant outburst, just as the two guests who had just left were starting to feel rather depressed.
Driving straight to the Yellow River not far outside the city, they took an exit near the bridge, then started to follow the directions on the note he had written.
At some point, the road ahead just ended. It wasn't exactly true that there was no path; there was always a small trail to walk on, but it wasn't passable by car.
They got out of the car and continued on foot, the younger man still grappling with Yan Fei's actions: "Uncle Wang, I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. Doesn't this count as a heroic breach of law? He..."
