Because Gao Mingkun already knew where his brother was, and they weren't too far apart, he soon found the latter.
"Brother Mingjiang…"
Standing some distance away, Gao Mingkun looked up and shouted at a cabin.
The family had been building a cabin when he last saw Gao Mingkun. It was finished and was buried in the thick growth of leaves. Neither the sun nor the rain could touch it, and it was indeed very comfortable.
Feng Wu knew that Gao Mingkun was here when she heard his footsteps, but she didn't move.
Right now, she was recuperating, for she knew that the journey to the Northern Yan Kingdom would only get more dangerous.
Hearing his brother's voice, Gao Mingjiang jumped off the treehouse.
"Mingkun!" Gao Mingjiang sounded both excited and anxious.
