Zou's tried to pull the short arrow out of the large poplar tree, but after two attempts, it wouldn't budge.
"Finally got this one out, thank heavens!"
Zou's brought her hands together in prayer and even bowed earnestly.
Qiao Duo'er nodded, "All thanks to Brother Feng's clever hands and bright mind, otherwise I would only be scraping at the walls."
"I'm only good with woodwork, so I'm honored to be of help, what's there to thank?" Wind Liyang said modestly.
In fact, he wished he could join them in the mountains, but as he knew neither head nor tail of martial arts, he didn't know how to broach the subject.
Zou's quickly said, "I'll prepare a feast for you, so we can have a good celebration."
She admitted she was being selfish, as she didn't want her child to take risks.
But as a mother, such feelings were not wrong.
Everyone hopes for their child to live a life of peace and ease, without disasters or difficulties.
