Ethan's Quest for Justice Beneath the Surface Chapter 103

In winter, it always gets dark earlier than usual.

The bumpy, gravel-covered earth slope was obviously not a comfortable place to rest. Blake lay down for a while, then got up from the ground with a frown. He first shook his shirt to pour out all the tiny stones that had gotten in there at some point. He then ran his hands through his burgundy hair, not only finding a handful of dust, but also two fingernail-sized, coffee-colored insects of unknown origin.

This time, not only Ethan Gu, but even Blake showed an expression of disgust.

The cool evening breeze blew in from the narrow path in front of the valley, like the heavy breathing of a giant.

Walking down the hillside to a crooked tree facing the collapsed hut, Ethan Gu looked up at the sky: the moon and the sun were under the same pale blue sky, and the clouds floating in the sky formed a transition between two colors, with a hint of gray embedded in the white, and it seemed like the edges of a pastel painting that were accidentally smudged.