He wasn't worried about getting pricked or getting hurt at all.
With his current superior constitution, those thorns might not easily pierce his skin.
He simply didn't want to dirty or ruin the outfit Xu Li bought for him.
"Things are better now. If it were back in the days when I drove cargo trucks, forget something worth 12 million."
"Even if it was something worth 1200 yuan, I would charge down without hesitation."
Noticing the change in his mindset now, Jiang Tao shook his head and chuckled before leaping off the rock onto the mountain path to take action.
"Second Uncle? Is it really you!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed from the mountain path.
Jiang Tao turned his head and saw a few boys aged fifteen or sixteen coming down the mountain path from the back.
Among them was his little nephew, Jiang Shaojie.
The boy had dark skin, a slim physique, and darting eyes full of cleverness.
"Shaojie? What are you doing here, kid?"
