The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 884: Pretty Boy 883

The early hours of dawn were Tang Shu’s shift for the night watch. Taking advantage of the twilight and the others still asleep, she used Qinggong to search for bird nests in large trees within a one-mile radius, gathering quite a haul.

Ren Xiazhi picked up the roasted egg in front of him, pausing thoughtfully before glancing at Tang Shu and starting to eat, while Zhou Daniu across from him didn’t question the dubious appearance of the eggs and was already wolfing them down.

Fifteen minutes later, the trio packed up and set off, with newly joined team member Zhou Daniu finally realizing something off about his companions.

"How come you guys have backpacks and water bottles? Your equipment looks pretty complete!"

"Found them in the bushes yesterday, picked them up."

"Oh, then you guys are really lucky, those must belong to the instructors."

"Yeah, I’ve always been lucky."

Ren Xiazhi: "..."

He watched the jovial duo and twitched his lips, his face spelling out speechlessness. One daring to say it and the other daring to believe it—what a combination!

The deeper they went into the forest, the denser the vegetation became, as if no one had ever set foot there.

—Of course, it only appeared so.

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The trio kept up a good pace; Zhou Daniu and Tang Shu were physically strong, and surprisingly Ren Xiazhi managed to keep up with them—unexpected indeed.

They intermittently stopped as they followed the direction of the rising sun, and by noon, they had encountered several groups of students, each bearing peculiar gazes.

No wonder, their trio was a bit... odd—a sturdy Zhou Daniu paired with a woman and a skinny boy; it looked unusual no matter how one saw it.

Fortunately, it seemed the members of other teams were just as odd.

"Why does everyone look like they didn’t sleep well? Their dark circles are almost worthy of a national treasure."

After another four-person group passed by, Zhou Daniu expressed his puzzlement.

Tang Shu was vigilant of her surroundings and noticed Herbs appearing now and then, "Probably because they didn’t sleep well last night."

Those people had been mentally alert all night, afraid of instructors’ attacks, so it was normal that they didn’t sleep well. But it wasn’t just poor sleep; they hadn’t eaten well either. A professional like Tang Shu could tell at a glance that these people were not adjusting well, their spirits nowhere near as lively as Ren Xiazhi’s.

"Hey! Big guy, are you sure you want to carry these two burdens through the challenges?"

The leading man in the group ahead turned his head and looked at them provocatively.

The burly Zhou Daniu waved his fist as a threat, "Pretty Boy, keep your mouth clean, even as burdens we’re better than you!"

"Who are you calling Pretty Boy?!"

Those words obviously hit the other’s sore spot as provocation quickly turned into anger.

"Who else but you? Xiao Bai."

"Don’t think I don’t dare to hit you. Dreaming about getting a spot with these two in tow!"

"Keep yelling and I’ll hit you!"

"Hmph, just you wait!"

The provocateur, faced with Zhou Daniu’s obviously larger fists, shrank back a bit and quickly led his four companions away at a faster pace.

Ren Xiazhi was extremely curious, "Brother Niu, who was that guy? So aggressive!"

"His name was... Zhang something? I forgot!"

Zhou Daniu scratched his buzz-cut head, looking quite embarrassed.