"The rest is still under consideration, but the Path of Innate is almost ready. We'll probably just follow the trend, running on the Himalayas, doing a loop around the North and South Poles, and then swimming along the coast."
"Call me when it's time," Zhang Feng said.
"Count me in as well," Zhang Xinglie added.
"We should set a time and run the Path of Innate together," Li Yuanhe suggested.
"My advancement speed is lacking, I probably won't catch up," Rao Mingxian remarked.
Everyone chatted and laughed, then Zhang Xinglie answered a phone call and lagged behind.
After quite a while of talking, Zhang Xinglie still didn't come over, causing Zhou Leng to turn around and look.
Zhang Xinglie had his back turned, touched the spot around his eyes, lowered his head, and solemnly walked over.
Zhou Leng took a closer look to find Zhang Xinglie's eyes slightly red.
"Zhang Xinglie, what's wrong?" Zhou Leng hurriedly went over.
Everyone turned their gaze towards Zhang Xinglie.
