The two of them dug for a whole day but couldn’t do much else other than make a pit 1.5 metres deep. It was not a total loss, however. The needle of the compass trembled much more in the pit than when it had been on the surface. This was proof that it was the right spot to dig and that they were getting closer to their goal the deeper they dug. 

The golden afterglow of sunset spread through the forest and the horses seemed to be galloping through time. Szlamy was in the lead and her perky buttocks bounced in the saddle as her breasts swayed above the horse’s back. Her laughter echoed in the sun-dipped forest. Looking at her, Xia Lei felt like he had been transported to a time when there were Hun kings and that he was cavorting with a Hun princess. 

However, Szlamy would never be an elegant princess and he would never be able to go to a world over a thousand years ago. It was just a romantic fantasy. 

Xia Lei fulfilled his promise when he got back to the tribe. He drew several buckets of water from the river and filled a big wooden tub to give...