In the silent forest, a beam of morning sunlight cascaded down, casting countless pale yellow rays through the dense foliage. The branches and leaves on the surrounding trees appeared especially vibrant under the illumination, with the morning dew on the leaves sparkling like pearls. A light breeze rustled the leaves, harmonizing with the crisp bird calls to sing the main melody of the forest's morning.
"Hey, Brother Shui, why have you come to the mountains?" Ling Han, the most talkative in the group, was speaking. Since entering this forest, he hadn't stopped chatting with everyone in the team, as if his words were endless. Once he opened his mouth, it left the others profoundly shaken, even the most placid in the team, Bai Tianzhong, couldn't help but frown.
Hearing Ling Han's question, Zhou Feng slightly lowered his head, trying to avoid Ling Han's gaze to mask his own impatience, and muttered, "To earn money, to train!"
