Chen Changan had originally wanted to take the basket off the other man's back and lend him a hand.
But the moment he got his hands on it, he realized its weight had caught him completely off guard.
"What are you carrying in those baskets?"
"How can they be so heavy?" Chen Changan asked curiously.
"Hahahaha!"
"You look like a young master from some wealthy household."
"You've never done any hard labor, have you?"
"No need to help. We carry this stuff all the time—we're used to it. It doesn't tire us out at all."
"It's just some rocks."
Rocks?
They really were rocks?
But what kind of rocks were they? Why were they so heavy?
"Could you... put it down and let me try again?"
Seeing that Chen Changan still wasn't giving up, one of the men smiled helplessly and set the basket on the ground.
"Go ahead and try."
"But be careful. Don't hurt yourself," the man warned.
"Thanks, brother. I'll be careful."
Chen Changan smiled and nodded, then gripped the basket with both hands and tried to lift it.
However, he found that he could only just barely raise it off the ground. That was all.
He clearly didn't have enough strength to carry it on his back.
What's more, Chen Changan discovered that sweat had appeared on his forehead.
Curious, he lifted the cloth covering the basket and saw that it really was full of rocks.
Only, these rocks seemed different from ordinary ones. A faint green glow seemed to shine from them.
Seeing how weak and frail Chen Changan was, the two men beside him couldn't help finding it a little funny.
A young master from a wealthy household, and this weak?
"What are you carrying these rocks for?"
"Can't you really feel how heavy