By a small stream.

Meng Bai was currently cooking a jar of soup.

Bian Linghan was roasting a piece of fox meat.

Even though they shamelessly took the meat strips Thunder Academy’s students left behind, the simple and crude pottery he removed from their bodies also helped Meng Bai greatly.

With a pot to make soup with, he could drink hot water that warmed his body at any time. Moreover, right now, the pot of soup he made with more than ten small fish and some roots looked quite delicious as well.

As for Bian Linghan whose archery was excellent just like Lin Xi’s, catching prey was also much easier, so she didn’t starve these two days either.

A pot of rather delicious fish soup was completed.

“Just where did Lin Xi run to? He hasn’t appeared after all this time.” After Meng Bai muttered this to himself, he used two pieces of dried wood to pick up this pot of fish soup, preparing to sit down and properly enjoy it.

However, the moment he turned around, he was immediately stunned. The pot of fish soup rocked back and forth, as if it might just fall at any time.

Bian Linghan turned around in confusion. Only, when she just took a look, she suddenly stood up.

When their eyes moved up a hill, several hundred steps away, a single person stood there.

This person was precisely Lin Xi who had already disappeared...