The three of them sat beside a small lake. Out in the wilderness, finding water was the first priority. All three looked dusty and bedraggled, though Bo Wen was the cleanest. He washed his face thoroughly every day; he was something of a clean freak. Even Cheng Ying thought little of this habit of his.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen never initiated a conversation. Nor did they have anything to say to each other.
Carrying several small animals he had hunted, Bo Wen tossed them down in front of Chen Mu with a thud. Without even lifting his eyelids, Chen Mu took out his Heating Card and began lighting a fire. The Heating Card could heat food directly, but to conserve energy, they gathered dry branches to burn instead.
Soon, flames leaped up. Chen Mu began skinning the animals. After several days of doing this, he had become quite proficient.
Before long, he finished and set the prepared animals over the fire to roast. Cheng Ying, who had gone to pick wild fruit nearby, still had not returned. Chen Mu frowned. By rights, she should have been back by now.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen happened to exchange a glance, each discovering the worry in the other's eyes.
Both sprang to their feet. Just then, they faintly heard Cheng Ying calling for help.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen hurriedly flew toward the cries. Seeing Chen Mu fall behind him, a trace of contempt flashed through Bo Wen's eyes.
They had started at the same time, yet Chen Mu was already a body length behind him.
Decent strength, but not much of a person, Bo Wen privately concluded. It was hardly surprising that he thought this way. When two people started together and one fell a body length behind over such