This mountain seems close, but in reality, climbing it is very far, and the mountain is covered with trees, with hardly anyone having passed through.
Now Ye Qiu is leading Zhou Wenting and Wen Xin up the mountain, worried that the two women's delicate skin might easily be scratched by the thorny plants.
Walking on the ground, it's all covered with leaves, but now it's spring transitioning to summer, and the trees and wild grasses on the mountain are blooming.
As Zhou Wenting and Wen Xin are panting there, they feel extremely tired.
"Ye Qiu, I can't take it anymore, I need to rest," Zhou Wenting said.
She is a young lady, not used to hard work, and at this moment, she couldn't handle it, barely climbed another hundred meters before getting exhausted, almost drenched in sweat.
Wen Xin was a bit better than Zhou Wenting, as her previous job as a nurse was very tiring, and her family's situation couldn't compare with Zhou Wenting's, but now she was also covered in fragrant sweat.
