"Baozi, Tang Yuan!"
"Baozi!"
"Tang Yuan!"
Tang Yuan and Baozi paused, the stones they were holding momentarily slowed.
A familiar voice.
"Dad!"
"Dad!"
The two of them were so surprised and clumsy with joy that they moved the big stone at the entrance aside and dashed out.
"Dad! Dad!"
"We're here!"
The two of them didn't even care that their feet got cut by the sharp rocks underfoot; they stumbled and rushed out.
Hearing the familiar voice, Tang Yuan and Baozi were about to go crazy with happiness.
Song Moting and Jin Dachuan had already searched every inch of the mountain.
This was the last peak; if they didn't find anything here, they would have to go back.
Return without success.
Song Moting sighed. Thankfully, there was nothing else. Even though there was nothing else, it was still good news. The two boys were both smart and clever; as long as they could leave this place, they would definitely find their way home.
