Fu Zhengzheng stops her feet, takes out the gun from her pocket immediately and stares alertly at the exit of the cave covered with thorns.

Zhu Ting rushes over, pulls her backward and moves the thorns with a stick while turning around to explain softly, “They are poisonous. I used them to protect us from enemies and beasts last night. I almost forgot about it today. Luckily, I recalled it suddenly, or if you are pierced, it will be terrible.”

“I thought you ...