"Xiao Qian, can you pull the rope across the Single-log Bridge and tie it to a Large Tree? Can you do it?" Zhang Bin asked expectantly.
The Little Fox nodded emphatically, clearly understanding Zhang Bin's words. What else could this be if not a Fox Spirit?
So, the Little Fox took the rope in its mouth and slowly made its way across the Single-log Bridge. It was surprisingly strong and didn't seem to struggle at all.
Before long, the Little Fox had pulled the rope to the other side, tied it around a Large Tree, and waved at Zhang Bin.
Joy appeared on Zhang Bin's face, and he quickly tied his end of the rope to a Large Tree as well. Then he hung from the rope and zipped across.
An ordinary person would have found it difficult to accomplish. After all, the distance was at least thirty meters.
