The border between Iron Country and Country of Fire.
The weather in Iron Country is cold, but Country of Fire enjoys spring all year round. Over just a hundred kilometers, Su Xiao had traveled from a snowy plain to a grassland.
A gentle breeze blew by, a few sparrows flew overhead, and the air on the early morning grassland was very refreshing, with dew soaking Su Xiao's pant legs.
A campfire nearby was emitting enticing aromas, with several large pieces of venison roasting on the fire. The surface was already golden and crispy, with fat seeping out from the fragrant venison and sizzling in the flames, caught by Bubu Wang.
"Gulu."
The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.
"Don't move."
Su Xiao glanced at A Mu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. A Mu immediately straightened up like a student who had made a mistake.
