Li Chen was walking alongside Yang Xin.
Yang Xin was an ordinary person and hadn't practiced any martial arts, so her constitution was slightly weaker. Making it this far was already quite remarkable, thanks to Li Chen's constant support along the way.
When Lin Xiaoxiao came running over with an excited look on her face, the black lines on Li Chen's forehead instantly dropped down.
Practicing martial arts is about honing willpower, True Qi, and physical endurance in multiple dimensions.
Let alone such a short mountain trail—to Lin Xiaoxiao, who had such formidable strength, even if everyone else here collapsed from exhaustion, she probably wouldn't feel the slightest fatigue.
And judging by the fact that there wasn't even a single bead of sweat on her forehead, how could she possibly be tired?
"Xiaoxiao, don't fool around." Li Chen looked around and then lowered his voice.
