Jasmine only rode with the old butler around the lake to check the surrounding terrain conditions.
With the old butler being familiar with wild beast tracks and having experience in the forest, determining that there were no footprints or feces of large carnivores nearby, only then did they feel reassured enough to return to the campsite.
The movements of the guards were very agile and professional; just a moment after Jasmine left, a sturdy grass hut had already been erected, and dry firewood had been gathered and piled up.
In this temporary resting camp, a flickering campfire had even been kindled, dispelling the cold and dampness of the old forest.
In a large ceramic jar filled with crystal clear spring water just scooped up, it had already begun to boil and bubble over the fire.
