Looking at Wang Chen squatting in front of her, Lei felt somewhat embarrassed.
She had yet to repay him for saving her life, and now she felt uneasy about asking her savior to carry her down the mountain.
Her lips moved slightly, "I... I think I can manage with a stick, you've been busy for so long just now, you're tired enough, don't carry me."
Wang Chen smiled and said, "As I mentioned earlier, the path down the mountain is steep, and relying on a stick for support makes it easy to tumble down.
Besides, that big snake didn't fall to its death, and no one knows if it might find a way back up the mountain to take revenge on us.
So, to avoid these potential dangers, you'd better hold on and get on my back."
Upon hearing this, Lei's eyes flickered slightly, clearly at a loss for words to refute.
At that thought, she gently leaned onto Wang Chen's back.
