"It'll last that long?!"
The two little ones were stunned when they heard that.
Half a month? Wouldn't that mean they had to stay in the tent for half a month? They would be bored to death.
Rong'er looked at his mother pitifully and asked, "Mother, what should we do? Do we really have to stay in the camp for so long?"
An Jiuyue smiled and said, "You can go outside too. I won't stop you."
Qian Yirong's face turned green. He shook his head rapidly, almost like a rattle drum. He did not want to go outside.
"It's so smelly outside. I don't want to go outside. What if I faint from the stench and wild beasts abduct me? I'll cultivate inside the camp."
The stench was too unbearable. He had held his breath when he walked from his tent to his mother's tent. He only took two breaths and felt like his head was about to explode.
He would not do something as stupid as going outside.
