Chapter 920 Agave Grass

• “So in your eyes I’m that lousy? You have to shove some ancestor at me just to make yourself happy?” Jayce rolled his eyes.
• The group reached Wumiao Mountain. All the young guys and girls burst free like wild horses off the reins, laughing and sprinting. City noise had been grinding them down. Here, with green hills and clear water, everyone’s mood lifted. They poured their feelings into the landscape.
• “Is that malachite? Didn’t think we’d spot this herb on Wumiao Mountain.”