The day broke.
Ye Chen had gotten up early, eaten something, and then continued on his way.
Finally, he had made it through that dense forest.
The sun had not yet risen, and they had rested early the previous night. This morning they had gotten up very early too, without making any fresh food and just eating some leftovers from the previous night before starting their journey. They had already been walking in the forest for about two hours.
Ye Chen said, "I can already smell the scent of roasted meat."
Guo Yuqing, who was on his back, asked with disbelief, "You can really smell roasted meat?"
"You should believe me."
"So quickly, you should have known they were nearby yesterday evening and deliberately didn't find them, right?" Qing'er had every reason to be suspicious—she hadn't noticed how long they had walked, and if they had tried harder the evening before, they could have already met up with the others.