One month later, Xu Xiang, Mu Yucheng, and Ying Shiyi landed in front of an entrance of a village. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar entrance in front of her, Xu Xiang asked, "Yucheng, did we go to the wrong place?"
Mu Yucheng is also not sure, because the village entrance of the Xiuluo tribe does not look like this. He shook his head and said, "... I'm not sure."
The two silently looked at the green grass and trees on the side of the road, and at crops in the farmland. Just when they were not sure whether they came to the right place or not, a familiar voice came from the entrance of the village.
"Xu Xiang! You finally come back!"
Hearing the familiar energetic voice, Xu Xiang and Mu Yucheng turned around. Before they could see the owner of the voice clearly, someone rushed over. Instinctively, Mu Yucheng stepped in front of Xu Xiang. He raised his hand and held the boy's head.
"Ouch! Let me go!"
