Yuwen Qi had already prepared himself for certain death on this journey; these friends had saved him from peril numerous times. Without them, he would have died a hundred times over, so now, in their hour of need, sacrificing his life seemed worth it.
However, upon arriving here, he realized that he was unnecessary.
For a moment, Yuwen Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Bai Junjun patted him on the shoulder, "Since you're here, be a guest at my home. Rest a bit before we talk further."
The recent autumn rains had been dense; now the weather had just cleared, making it the season for wild mushrooms to grow crazily in the jungle. They were just planning to pick them, struggling with a shortage of hands, and Yuwen Qi arrived.
So let them experience a taste of rural life.
"But…" Yuwen Qi hesitated.
"No buts, by the way, didn't Lame Man Uncle and the others come?" Li Wenli peered around curiously.
"Uh, of course, they came." Yuwen Qi nodded.
