A group trekked through the mountain ridges for an afternoon, and Luo Sumei, seemingly out for the first time, was highly spirited, much like a child visiting the city for the first time, chattering nonstop all afternoon. Ye Wutian and the other four were very quiet, just listening to her talk about everything under the sun.
By dusk, as it had grown dark, they found a secluded little valley to rest for the night.
They gathered some firewood to start a campfire and managed to catch some wild game to grill as they sat around the fire.
"Dad, why is this mountain ridge called Yin Wind Ridge?" Luo Sumei asked curiously while grilling a small rabbit.