Zhao Ci: "I was just making it up. You guys actually believed that?"
Feng Kucha: "???"
Xue Zhili: "..."
Zhao Ci stood up. "Let's go! Back to town. We need to reassure the families of those Child Scholars!"
'This will definitely bring in a lot of wishes.'
'I should be able to harvest a good batch.'
'That's the whole reason I chose this mission in the first place.'
He clapped Feng Kucha on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I'll handle the grandstanding, you handle the hand-holding. We split the credit fifty-fifty!"
The trace of dejection in Feng Kucha's eyes vanished the moment he heard this.
'No point in getting hung up on things I'm not good at.'
'Playing the supportive role was another way to earn merit.'
...
The mountain road was treacherous.
Poisonous miasma permeated the air.
The small, three-man team searched from dusk till dawn.
