Flender and the others had been right. On the way to Heluo Grand Canyon, they encountered many other travelers.
Some, like the Violet Mercenary Group, had accepted missions. Others were adventurers heading to Heluo Grand Canyon, while still others were simply passing through on their travels. There were all kinds of people.
They were less than two days away from their destination. The closer they got to the canyon, the more tense the atmosphere became. Many caravans no longer stopped to rest at all, but Shrek Academy remained as relaxed as ever. Whenever they reached a suitable clearing, the children skillfully got down from the carriages, set up their things, and began cooking. They were getting better by the day, with clear divisions of labor. Before long, the aroma of food filled the air.
Seeing more of the world really did help. The Shrek Seven Devils no longer became nervous at the sight of passing caravans. Ma Hongjun, the social butterfly that he was, studied other people's carriages even while tending the fire. Whenever he saw a pretty girl or handsome boy, he would stare until they vanished from sight.
This time, at their roadside campsite, they finally had neighbors again—and neighbors who were in the middle of an argument.
Just as Oscar was enthusiastically waving his spatula around, a cloud of dust rose along with the screech of a carriage coming to an abrupt stop.
That wasn't right. Before setting up the stove, Rongrong had deliberately sprinkled water over the nearby ground to keep down the dust.
He looked up and realized that the suddenly stopped carriage was the culprit.
"What are you making a fuss about? At a time like this, shouldn't we hurry onward?" an angry voice came from inside the carriage.
Before the speaker could finish,