Old Qin felt rather under the weather:
"Ouch, I'm telling you, Old Jiang, don't doubt it; sometimes things really are that mystical!"
People always say: The end of science is metaphysics!
Besides, there's some truth to what our ancestors passed down.
Jiang Ye rolled his eyes:
"Then you believe it."
Making it sound like some cult leader.
Captain Jiang believing that would be a surprise.
The leader's speech continued, and Old Qin, unable to stay still,
was at it again.
"Hey, Old Jiang, what do you think will happen next?"
Jiang Ye furrowed his brows:
"We're already on the mountain; what do you think?"
Old Qin was suddenly struck as if by thunder, his mind clearing up:
"Mountain rescue?"
"That's likely!"
Can't waste an opportunity, right?
Old Qin smirked; luckily, the leaders' speeches had finally ended, and they could rest on the spot for twenty minutes.
After all, he hadn't even drunk a sip of water all morning.
Continuing like this could lead to trouble.
