After turning several corners, the path became increasingly rugged, yet Yang Ge's footsteps grew lighter. The heavy tricycle felt as light and nimble in his hands as a wisp of incense.,The old man, seeing his appearance, let out a sigh of relief and said lightly, "I knew it was yours.",Yang Ge waved his hands again and again, wanting to say "no need to look", but he couldn't utter a single word.。