The two walked for a long time before they reached a point where the path broke off, facing one trail that led up the mountain and another that led down. Jiang Li was troubled.
In the past few days, the Feng Shui energy field on the island had been so chaotic that it made it impossible for her to determine an accurate position, but she had roughly figured that Jiang Cheng should be in this vicinity.
"We'll have to split up and search," Jiang Li said.
Zhao Lang glanced at the steep cliffs and volunteered, "I'll head up the mountain."
"Alright."
Jiang Li took off her backpack and divided half of the food for him, but Zhao Lang only took one bottle of water and a few bags of compressed biscuits, smiling as he said,
"This will be enough for me; carrying too much would be heavy and hard to bring with me."
[Wuwuwu, Crown Prince, I'm going to cry to death.]
[Even though he's so wealthy, he's still such a gentleman, our young master is really fortunate.]
