Everyone exchanged glances, then turned and fled.
Li Bingyi also quickly led his people back into the woods.
"Xiao Si, what happened?"
Su Qiao pulled Zhao Jingting toward the cave while questioning Xiao Si.
"It's too far away. I can't tell, but judging by the situation, a large group of people is coming from that direction."
"Fuck!"
"Could it be that their camp has some kind of treasure?"
"Otherwise, why would so many people be targeting them?"
"No, this place isn't safe anymore. We have to leave quickly."
Su Qiao no longer cared about the clothes, quilts, cured meat, or anything else. All she could think about was getting back quickly, taking Uncle Ya and Little Qingyang, and running.
The cave was well hidden, but it was too close to the camp, right on this mountainside. It wasn't safe enough.
"Then let's go. We'll head deeper in."
Zhao Jingting didn't feel much of anything about it.
He hadn't wanted to stay in the camp for a long time anyway. As for clothes, quilts, and food, they had hands and feet. They would find a way to deal with it.
They quickly ran back to the cave. Without a word, Su Qiao picked up Qingyang, called out to Uncle Ya, and ran outside.
Zhao Jingting hurriedly took him from her and carried him on his back.
Perhaps he knew how dangerous the situation was. Although Little Qingyang's face had gone pale with fear, he gritted his teeth and didn't dare make a sound. He did whatever he was told.
The four of them soon left the mountain and charged toward the more distant, deeper forests.
As for the others, they had no time to worry about them. They could only leave them to their own fate.
After running across three mountains