"Alright, let's take a break!"
"No, no need, I'm fine Hua... cough cough." Trying to persist, but Tang Xiaoquan's body clearly couldn't support his desire.
Watching the young man grit his teeth and persevere, Hua Biao sighed lightly, thinking: I told you not to follow, but you insisted. You're just asking for trouble.
However, Tang Xiaoquan's unwillingness to give up was quite admirable to Hua Biao.
In life, everyone has their shortcomings.
But if you lose your fighting spirit, your life is over.
That's why they say, when people are poor, their spirit isn't poor.
Knowing Tang Xiaoquan's personality, Hua Biao understood that if he directly advised him to rest, Tang Xiaoquan would surely refuse.
So he waved his hand, "I wasn't talking about you. It's me who's done. I need a break!"
After all, three hours had passed, and it was indeed time for a supply break, especially in such harsh blizzard conditions.
