If she keeps following them closely, how can she find any prey?
She smiled but did not respond to Ge Dejun's remark.
The sun shone down, filtering through the gaps in the leaves overhead, as if fragmented into tiny pieces of gold.
The air in the mountains was exceptionally fresh, and a gentle breeze carried a faint scent of flowers, lifting Chiang Xiao's spirits even higher. For some reason, she had a gut feeling that this time there would be a great find.
Soon, they reached the spot where they had picked mushrooms last time.
Chiang Xiao realized that she was climbing much faster this time than before.
Moreover, Ge Dejun and Xu Linjun's pace was also fast.
Initially, they had slowed down to wait for her, but as she kept up with light footsteps, not seeming to struggle, they became surprised and let go.
Their pace was naturally faster than Chiang Songhai's.
