As he spoke, Xi Jingyu deliberately put on a mournful face.
"It was this thing that tripped me."
It wasn't that he found it himself, but the he shou wu in his hand tripped him, and then he picked it up.
"Yeah yeah, you're really lucky, got tripped by a piece of he shou wu. Looks like hanging out with Tuantuan and the others rubbed off plenty of their luck on you."
Xi Jingyu chattered on, but was met with a glare from Ming Han: "Stop talking nonsense about luck and all that. That's Xiao Yu's own good luck."
Found treasures, harvested treasures, and now picked up another one; bagged a few wild critters too. Ming Rui and Jiang Yilin decided to head down the mountain, and none of the others—big or small—had any objections.
So, a few little ones were scooped up by bodyguards, following along behind Ming Rui and the older kids, and before long, they walked out of the woods, heading down the stone steps toward the base of the mountain.
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