"Of course, you can continue to park here, but we also need some space."

The three were completely unprepared for the other party's frankness. Considering that the other party had no ill intentions, Xi Zhongcang nodded in agreement, but still mentioned that two more cars of teammates had not yet arrived and that empty seats needed to be reserved.

The scarred man hesitated for a moment, then agreed. He casually chopped down a short tree and laid it horizontally in the center of the open space as a dividing line.

Then, he secretly observed the small RV of Xi Zhongcang's family and secretly guessed that they were probably also pathfinders for some organization.

Having similar social standing, it was inevitable that they would feel a sense of empathy. He glanced at Chu Zhiqin, who was coughing incessantly, and couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

Exploring the area was exhausting and thankless, and the cough was so severe; it was probably pneumonia...

He hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his eyes full of sympathy: "Sister-in-law, have some of this to nourish yourself!"

A mint was slipped into Chu Zhiqin's hand. Her expression, slightly surprised, was hidden beneath her scarf, but she managed to conceal her emotions and thanked her repeatedly.

Meanwhile, Xi Xi, who was standing to the side, was also quite surprised by this scene.

As the scarred man approached, she was almost ready to fight back; she had even secretly pulled out the handle of her light-blade scythe. She had expected the scarred man to launch a more aggressive sneak attack, but instead, he just gave her a mint!

She glanced at the scarred man's retreating figure with some confusion, but unexpectedly caught the woman's resentful expression behind him.

The woman glanced at her older brother with slight displeasure, then her gaze fell on the RV behind Chu Zhiqin.

The most basic RV, the most basic way to keep warm, and even a sickly old woman...

The scarred man's sister then glanced at the pot of boiling snow water in Xi Xi's hand with some disdain. When her gaze swept over Xi Zhongcang's rough and dark hands, a strange sense of superiority suddenly welled up in her heart.