The Old Gang Leader stood up, looked at Chu Ge with confusion, and asked, "What's happening to me? Why does my body feel so heavy?"
It's as if I've been in a fight with someone.
Chu Ge coughed lightly and said, "Do you remember what you just said?"
The Old Gang Leader wondered, "What did I say? Weren't we just looking for the volcano?"
He glanced around; it was now mid-afternoon, around three or four o'clock. Although the sun was still up, the temperature was much better than it was at noon.
He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "Ah, I'm really getting old. We've only been walking for a bit, and I'm already exhausted."
Chu Ge saw that the Old Gang Leader didn't remember what he said earlier, and pondered for a moment, "Old Gang Leader, you think the discomfort isn't due to exhaustion."
"Ah? It's not from being tired?" Then what is it?
