The weather was hot, and the mountains felt even more oppressive. Huang Laoshi was drenched in sweat and felt miserable. He found a rock to sit on, fanning himself with his sleeve while keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings.
They were deep in the mountains now, and the last thing he wanted was to encounter a wild beast. He carried a machete for protection, but he knew it would be useless against a real beast.
Lin Mu, on the other hand, looked every bit the pampered city boy. Even though he has decent stamina, if we really ran into danger, he'd probably wet his pants in fright. Huang Laoshi couldn't help but be secretly amused at the thought.
Lin Mu surveyed the mountain range, waiting for Huang Laoshi to rest. With his current Cultivation Level, such a small mountain path was a walk in the park. Even the most treacherous places would be like level ground to him. But Huang Laoshi was a mortal, after all.
