Four in the afternoon,
"I can't go on, Yuan, let's take a break." Zhang Hao panted heavily, waving his hand at Chen Yuan, who was walking ahead.
Chen Yuan looked back, "You're all beastmasters now, how can your stamina still be this weak?"
Zhang Hao plopped down on a rock, gasping for air, "Not every beastmaster is as freakishly strong as you."
Chen Yuan chuckled awkwardly, "Let's rest for a bit then."
Zhang Hao continuously took deep breaths, adjusting his breathing, and only when his erratic breathing returned to calm did he say, "I think we might not be able to find those two jinxed guys."
Chen Yuan checked the time, "We still have a while before it gets dark, let's push on and at least finish this route."
"Naturally," Zhang Hao nodded in agreement, "I hope those two haven't run into any trouble and are waiting for our rescue obediently."
"What do you think happened to them?"
"Attacked by wild pet beasts? Or caught in a landslide from last night's heavy rain?"
