The woodcutter seemed not to notice the arrival of Qin Feng and the others, still vigorously chopping bamboo, drenched in sweat, looking utterly exhausted.
"Sigh, it seems there's nothing here, wasted so many magic artifacts." Jiu Jie sighed, "Now we're back to square one, just like before liberation..."
After observing the surroundings, Ding Lan and Shuang'er couldn't help but feel disappointed.
This island is too small, not even the size of a soccer field. Apart from this woodcutter chopping bamboo, there aren't any treasures.
Qin Feng stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Uncle, do you recognize this Jade Pendant?"
He took out the Jade Pendant given by the old lady he met while passing through the jungle checkpoint to deliver to her son.
The woodcutter's eyes lit up upon seeing the Jade Pendant and said, "This is my mother's pendant! How did... it end up in your hands? That's wonderful! How is my mother doing now?"
