Before they came out, although they didn't have time to change back into their clothes, they still managed to get their backpacks out. They put away the useless things, like tents, and packed food and water, along with some herbs, leaving behind the rest for a sense of deja vu.
Diwu Yan looked at the stuff in their bags and couldn't help but believe it, feeling quite speechless: "Did you go in just to dig for ginseng?"
Qianqian nodded. They didn't just dig for ginseng, but she was afraid that if she took out the other things, no one would recognize them, so she decided against it. What if someone did recognize them?
"Count yourselves lucky." Diwu Yan also sighed heavily with relief.
Getting lost for a month was better than encountering those malicious murderers!
Diwu Yan secretly felt fortunate. These two knew nothing but managed to keep their lives by sheer luck.
"Yes," Qianqian said, her small mouth curving slightly, with an ambiguous smile that gave away nothing.
