The temperature in Jiangcheng at night is much lower than during the day.
The bone-piercing cold wind swept over, and even with the bonfire ringed by people in the middle, the flames still flickered wildly.
Seeing that it was about time, Ye Wan and the others put out the fire, packed everything up together with the staff, and took the little cuties onto the coach.
They were still staying in the Namu Mongolian yurt that night.
Only after they handed all the Binghu water, gold fossil, snow lotus, jade rabbit they'd brought back to Big Sister Namu did Guan Beibei and the others still wonder aloud that the hidden mission Sister Wan had guessed didn't seem to have been triggered yet.
Until Wen Duoyu said, "Doesn't the bonfire party count?"
Only then did the four of them all react in unison.
They turned to look at Jia Lintao, each of them with a "sharpening their knives, murderous aura soaring" expression.
Jia Lintao: …
