So his gaze toward Chen Yang became even more hostile.
However, since Chen Yang hadn't actually done anything improper, there was no pretext for him to erupt in anger. He could only suppress the rage in his heart and follow the group.
Having walked all morning, the party arrived beside a small stream.
Looking up at the dense jungle surrounding them and then at the stream at their feet, Chen Yang decided that this was a good spot to set up camp.
None of them had ever ventured into the deepest part of the mountain before, so they weren't sure exactly where the heart of the mountain was.
Chen Yang was going by instinct alone.
"We should be near the heart of the mountain. Let's set up a temporary camp by this stream," Chen Yang said, turning his head.
"Have we reached the heart of the mountain?" Wang Qingyue walked up and asked.