He was just a playful teenager, and before long, he had vanished into the surroundings.
Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan walked briskly, enjoying the pleasant autumn weather—neither too hot nor too cold. As they entered the mountains, the cool, shaded air enveloped them, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. The vibrant hues of autumn foliage, bathed in sunlight, added to their sense of relaxation.
The two of them conversed and laughed, quickly reaching the middle of the mountain.
Here, they found themselves in a diverse forest, with pine, cypress, birch, yellowwood, red maple, linden, blackwood, locust, luan, yellow poplar trees, and various wild fruit trees, shrubs, and vines all intermingling in an organized manner.
Such a forest provided the perfect environment for various wild mountain mushrooms to flourish.
