After the meal, everyone returned to their respective tents to rest.
One person stayed beside the campfire to stand guard, ready to switch shifts when the time came.
This was the routine for Mu Jinyu's side, and naturally, it was the same for Lin Qingxue's side.
The night passed without incident.
The next day.
Dawn just broke.
Mu Jinyu emerged from his tent, groggy-eyed, then went over to the campfire to prepare some hot food for breakfast, while Wang Zhengbiao and the others packed up the tent.
After they had packed up, they joined Mu Jinyu for breakfast.
It was the same on Lin Qingxue's side; after everyone finished breakfast and put out the campfire.
Mu Jinyu did not bother greeting Lin Qingxue or ask if she wanted to follow him to collect some of the Spring of Life for her grandfather's treatment.
If she chose not to follow, it would mean they were not destined, and her grandfather's fate was sealed.
