Luo Yirui sat there thinking for half a day, but he had no clue in his heart. He had met Hou Baiyu only a few times, and the words they exchanged could be counted on one hand. He didn't really understand him and couldn't predict which direction he would go.
It seemed the only course of action was to finish drawing the map to determine where the problem lay.
After some thought, he decided to adopt Little Fatty's suggestion.
"Just follow your intuition," Luo Yirui said.
Little Fatty chuckled twice. Whether you follow it or not doesn't matter; wherever you go, it's the same.
Luo Yirui continued running forward, and Little Fatty rubbed his knee and quickly followed. Was this kid's knee made of iron? Does he not feel pain?
"Turn left ahead," You Hong'an's voice came.
Immediately, Luo Yirui had a direction. After You Hong'an warned him so much earlier, he knew this Uncle You wasn't simple. In situations like this, he trusted his words.
