After circling the canyon once atop their sand panthers, Jiang Han jumped down from the soft, chubby creature and felt her body become light and floaty. Only after stamping her foot did that uncontrollable weightlessness fade.
Since this world still held dangers, Jiang Han and Chen Yu had not traveled far from the canyon's route. They had merely made a small circle, then turned back upon reaching the far side of the canyon.
After getting off the sand panther and exchanging contact information with Chen Yu, Jiang Han strolled over to another sand shelter. Two pretty witches were selling drinks to the witches: sandfruit, dragon fruit, leafy fruit, and a kind of yellow watermelon that grew on trees in the canyon.
After confirming that the yellow watermelons were non-toxic and edible, the witches promptly harvested a large batch and blended them into watermelon juice.
Yellow tinged with black, it looked a little like kiwi juice and a little like cantaloupe juice.
After buying a cup, Jiang Han held it in her hands and raised it toward the Cat Lamp, admiring the color of the juice.
Pale yellow, rich yellow, and somewhat translucent—just from its appearance, it looked far prettier than watermelon juice. She just did not know how it tasted.
Probably like watermelon... The witches said that although it was not from the same genus as watermelon, the taste was astonishingly similar... Jiang Han stared at the drink, slightly lost in thought, when she heard two soft slurps.
Her beautiful ice-colored eyes widened, and Jiang Han's mouth fell slightly open without her realizing it. The yellow watermelon juice in the cup vanished at a visible rate.
Slurp... slurp... gulp!
"Meow-ow!"
Once the yellow watermelon juice had been drained, the straw made a rustling sound. Jiang Han followed it with her