Chapter 465 Mid-slope
- Right then, Feng Qingtang chimed in, “If we could drive up there, why would we bring a drone? Move it!”
- The three of them got out, grabbed some food and a few bottles of water from the trunk, stuffed them into their packs, locked the car, and set off.
- The mountain was brutal. The few narrow trails were swallowed by weeds—clearly no one came here much.