The convoy returned to Celestial Horse Island, and almost everyone in the camp stood on both sides of the mountain gate to welcome them.
Every time a group leaves the camp to gather resources, it's an adventure, like warriors going off to battle in ancient times, and returning safely is always worth celebrating.
"Mr. Zhang, it was dangerously perilous this time out. Seeing you all return in triumph finally puts my mind at ease!"
Yuwen's face still carried lingering tension. Ever since the injured Jia Shiqin returned to camp, he had been restless, but outwardly he had to appear calm and composed. Otherwise, if even he panicked, others in the camp would certainly become anxious.
"We're all blessed with good fortune, turning adversity into safety, haha!"
Zhang Su patted Yuwen on the shoulder, then beckoned everyone to get off the vehicles.
