"Grandpa, I'm tired, I want to go home." Song Yan Ning did not stop moving, but continued to pull Yang Lisheng towards the base of the mountain. The most important thing was to leave this place of conflict.
"Okay, let's go home," Yang Lisheng said with a smile, looking at Song Yan Ning with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. After all, herbal medicine could always be gathered later, and their home was not lacking in it.
Suddenly, Song Yan Ning's expression changed, and she quickly pulled Yang Lisheng to retreat a few steps to the side.
At that same moment, a figure fell from mid-air, landing right in front of Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng.
Just her luck, she couldn't avoid it. Song Yan Ning muttered in her heart, a bit annoyed as she looked at the man on the ground. When she saw his face, she slightly startled—it was Liu Qingshan.
