"Step."
"Step."
"Step."
Yang Xiao and his companions had a stroke of luck this time; it took them only about ten minutes to leave the range of the fog and they didn't encounter the deadly Corpse Forest again. Fang Zhou occasionally looked back with concern. Sensing this, Yang Xiao reassured him, "Don't be foolish. He won't be in any trouble; you forgot, it was he who saved you."
"Yang, you make sense," Fang Zhou responded, nodding repeatedly.
"Hey, why don't I hold onto the turtle shell for you? But I must tell you, it might not be anything good." Having escaped the dangerous situation and with the old beggar out of sight, Chang Chuchu unhesitantly offered.
"If you're not afraid of death, take it," Jiang Qingluan said as she walked by, scoffing at Chang Chuchu's side.
"Whether it's a blessing or a calamity has yet to be seen," Yang Xiao added, also trying to spook Chang Chuchu.
