The sun was already high in the sky.
The mountain next to the red courtyard was a low peak that had been developed. Among the mountains, following the steep cliffs, thousands of steps had been constructed.
Wei Tianyang, wearing shorts and a tank top, and carrying a backpack full of snacks and fruit tea, was sweating profusely as he walked ahead.
Yaha, in shorts and a T-shirt, her hair in a ponytail, followed closely behind. She too was drenched in sweat, panting heavily and clamoring for water from Wei Tianyang.
Baphomet was silent, as if strolling leisurely, trailing at the very end. It had no interest in climbing mountains and only lamented how it used to be able to fly up to the clouds with ease, whereas now it had to tread on all fours, unable to even reach the clouds.
"We're almost there, Yaha! It'll be cool at the top. Then there'll be endless fruit tea to drink," Wei Tianyang called back with a laugh.
"Starbucks! Starbucks!" Yaha suddenly shouted.
