Hearing Zhao Jing's words, Chen Wanqing didn't praise his luck. Instead, a wave of fear washed over her.
This spot was in line with the great scholar tree. Just a few dozen meters south, and you were in the deep mountains. It was far too dangerous.
"What are you doing all the way out here? I thought you were just wandering around the foot of the mountain, but you came this deep inside. You're just lucky you didn't run into any wild boars, wolves, or black bears. What would you have done if you had?"
"It's highly unlikely. There's been plenty of rain lately, so the plants in the mountains are thriving. The beasts have no shortage of food, so they rarely venture this far out."
"But what if? What if one of them got lost while out for a stroll and wandered out here?"
Zhao Jing smiled. "You have a point, sister. I won't do it again. I'll be sure to think things through from now on. Please don't be angry with me."
