The road ahead was indeed a bit difficult to navigate.
At some places, it was practically a motorcycle path.
It seemed there were some Fishing Men who had ridden motorcycles in here.
But still, there were very few motorcycle tracks, as there was some grass growing in the middle of the path.
Luckily, this area leading to the last site was devoid of tall trees; it was filled with dense and thick Shennong River reeds, which were the most common here.
Liu Zhizhong's Big Lao, although a bit slow, crushed its way through like a bulldozer, carving out a nearly 2.5-meter-wide path.
Sometimes, there were small scrubs and thorny bushes on either side of the vehicle, which were simply shoved aside without a care for scratches or scrapes.
Lu Yumei felt sorry for the vehicle and said to him, "Hey, Zhizhong, just let it be. Don't be so rough. The car's getting all scratched up; it hurts my heart! Think about the cost of repainting and all that, isn't it expensive?"
