As Zhang spoke, Wang Chen and Yao Ruyi found themselves fully immersed in the story's scene.
So, when they heard Zhang's last words, they couldn't help but ask, "What incredible thing happened?"
Zhang took a deep drag of his cigarette, and as the acrid smoke billowed from his nostrils, his voice rose again.
"When they went, they followed the stream upwards constantly, and alongside the water there was a narrow sheep trail—not very wide, but indeed a real mountain path.
And on the way down, they still followed the stream downwards, and at first, they were indeed on that small path.
But as they walked, they found the path was gone, and the scenery around them had changed as well."
Originally, apart from the stream and that small path, there were very tall trees all around, but in a blink, those trees, which were ten to twenty meters tall, had become small trees no taller than a person.
