"Such behavior is just too... sigh."
Yuwen wanted to express his feelings, but in the end, he just shook his head and said nothing.
Zhao Dezhu looked around and pointed towards the deep fields in the west, saying, "Bro, look, there's a village over there too. Should we go over and ask about the situation?"
Zhang Su was observing the surroundings to analyze whether they should head to the village, and suddenly saw a figure riding a bicycle in the distance across the river, seemingly coming towards them.
"Someone's coming!"
Everyone turned to look at the cyclist, and before long he had reached the broken bridge on the other side.
"Take another route, go west, the bridge at West Camp Village is still fine!"
The man cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted to Zhang Su and his group.
Even at a distance of dozens of meters, Zhang Su, with his keen hearing, could easily hear him. After listening, he asked, "Local, what's the situation in the nearby villages?"
