Jiang Xuan didn't want to be a troublemaker.
He closed his eyes, listening to the "whoosh" of the wind outside and the "crackle" of the burning wood in the fire pit, gradually drifting into sleep.
The next morning, after Jiang Xuan woke up, he washed up briefly, ate a little, then packed his belongings and bid farewell to the Crocodile Tribe.
The leader and the Witch of the Crocodile Tribe tried to persuade him to stay a bit longer, but seeing Jiang Xuan was determined to leave, they arranged for someone to escort him.
"Let me escort Leader Xuan,"
Qing Ye volunteered for the task and, along with the crocodile called Little Qing, transported Jiang Xuan and his belongings back to the sandbank where he had arrived.
"Ee..."
Tang Yuan flew over from the nearby forest, landing in the center of the sandbank.
Jiang Xuan tied all his things with ropes and placed them on Tang Yuan's back.
"Where do you plan to go next, Leader Xuan?"
"I want to check out the Red Ant Tribe."
