It's already afternoon, and although the sun was quite warm, the deeper they went into the mountains, the colder it felt.
Fortunately, Chiang Xiao's space had everything. Each of them put on a jacket and frequently replenished with Spirit Spring Water. No matter how steep the slopes or how difficult the mountain paths, they could overcome them.
The biggest advantage of having Meng Xinian know the secret of the space was right here; there was no need to hide anything from each other anymore, and both could enjoy the conveniences brought by the space.
Moreover, up until now, Chiang Xiao had never seen a trace of greed in Meng Xinian's eyes.
It seemed that in Meng Xinian's view, her entire being was his, along with her space—what need was there for plunder?
So, he had never considered such a question.
