"Then let's take a walk, Miss Lutina."
The young man Oslo greeted Lutina, who waved her hand indifferently in response.
After the others had eagerly left, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, which Chen Lun caught.
'It seems like she knows something...' Chen Lun thought to himself.
At that moment, three men in duckbill caps also left the cabin after simply sipping some hot water, expressing a desire to look around for some game; they wanted some meat to eat.
The couple, however, stayed behind. Perhaps tired, they whispered to each other and strolled hand in hand behind the cabin.
Noah walked aside, took out his easel and a small stool, and started to sketch the cabin. The cow, as if delighted, dashed into the woods; it was unclear whether it was there to frolic or to forage.
Only Lutina and Chen Lun were left by the bonfire.
"Is that your brother?"
Lutina asked Chen Lun, looking up and pointing towards Noah in the distance with the dry twig in her hand.